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New York Day Six

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The next morning the sun was shining and we got to see the full beauty of the place we were staying. There was beautiful grass, two red barns and so many flowers. Behind the house was a trail through a forest. Mailyn and I ventured on it for a moment but the bugs scared us away!
























The kids were really excited about the pay phone!





Joseph Smith's boyhood home


The sacred grove
































 



  It was beautiful but we were not prepared.
We ate some pizza for lunch and then went to the sacred grove. The grove was beautiful. The trees were majestic. The church does a great job of maintaining these cites and planning benches and trails that allow you to take a moment for yourself to be somewhere quiet.
After the sacred grove and Smith farm we went and saw the Hill Cumorah and the printing office where the first 5,000 copies of the Book of Mormon were published. At night I took the kids outside and saw the forest light up with fireflies.

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