Wednesday, August 31, 2011

our summer fabric

is started with playing on the sandy shore of Lake Tahoe with our cousins

father and son chats

braid in a little of the theatric

back where we were homespun - Placerville, California

the silver sparkly thread will have been made by these lovely dancing reindeer brothers

the softness that can only be added by nana

the richness comes from mother earth - Yosemite

"Do not come and roam here unless you are willing to be enslaved by its charms.

Its beauty and peace and harmony will entrance you.

Once it has you in its power, it will never release you the rest of your days." - Gordon Wallace (read The Last Season!)

"The blessings of one mountain day,

whatever his fate,

long life,

short life,

stormy or calm,

he is rich forever." - John Muir

this is a family favorite - Vernal Falls, or better known as the Mist Trail. even as kids, every year my sibs and I would quickly unpack the Suburban as soon as we pulled into our campsite so we could run off and be cooled in the downpour of mist.

and after much hiking, treats and swimming are in order

the family thread is the most thick and sturdy. gathered around the campfire to hear my dad tell stories of my ancestors

sisters have a special thread of their own, it keeps the family thread in line

bliss in our fabric is a dusty pink, and being kissed under the stars by my very tired lover

"Everything has beauty but not everyone sees it." - Confucius. have you ever noticed the new growth on trees? and if so, have you ever felt how perfectly soft it is?

my growing fabric grows with my girl

the fabric and trees are one and the same

can't have one without the other

the magic and wonder

ahh the roots.... what are the roots in your life?

and what is life without a little new age fun - midnight showings

me and my mini-me

Merry and hers

and it all comes back to family

and nature - aunt Heather and one of her favorite river spots

green and dreamy

"I wish I knew where I was going. Doomed to be carried of the spirit in the wilderness, I suppose." - John Muir

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Doing what we do best

It took less than a total of 24 hours after my friend Celeste and I sent our big kids back to school for us to pick up right where we left off,

on some beautiful winding mountain side. Summer may be over for the kids, but the sun has plans to blaze through the rest of her days. Staying in the shaded canyon is as nice as waterfall mist.

Orion and Thomas have had some major withdrawals this summer with everyone's busy schedules but here they are back in sync.

Hiking away to the beat of Thomas's tambourine. Chewing on rose-hips and smelling the ever so fragrant squaw brush.........mmmmmmmmmmm

I may have had waterfall mist on my mind for I knew our trail was taking us straight to it.

Got here right in time to see the sun pop up over Battle Creek Falls.

Which means that refreshing waterfall spray will stay just that while we play in the sun.

These boys are always ready to play, climb, pick, throw, and came home covered head to toe in dirt. Which is proof alone of their good times.

On the way back down we ran into a man who thought I was between the ages of 16-18. He was pretty floored when I told him 29! I made sure to tell him thank you for the early birthday gift being that I will be 30 in less than two months. I wanted to take a picture of myself to see what the man saw...... I don't see it. I have come to the conclusion that being in the photo with Orion MUST age me :)

All of a sudden the kids being back in school doesn't seem so bad. What a easy breezy life I lead.

Thank you to the best hiking buddies - Celeste and Thomas. See ya tomorrow?

Monday, August 22, 2011

first day of school

backpacks on and lunches packed

my 3rd grader... grinning behind clenched teeth asking me why does he have to smile, he's not even excited for school to start. He did pick out his back to school shirt paired with the shorts he wore yesterday insisting they are clean.

my 2nd grader on the other hand was up rearing to go. wanting me to curl her hair and asking me what shoes she should wear.

wishing them the best, hoping they make new friends, and know that O and I will be missing them