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I spent the last week up in Reno/Truckee with my beautiful daughter and her savage crew. It was exhausting and lovely. Those boys are a handful. Baby boy likes putting a colander on his head and running around.

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He’s got two speeds blur and coma.

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His brother only has one speed. It is decidedly NOT coma.

On my way home I stopped for lunch at Panda Express. You might think the eggplant and tofu with a bowl of brown rice a healthy and tasty choice if you’re that kind of crazy. I don’t recommend it, it was about as tasty as soggy cardboard. But.My fortune cookie clinched the deal when I was trying to decide which way to head home with a misbehaving van.

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I took the long and scenic route down highway 395 which is absolutely as spectacular as everyone says it is. Unfortunately, the Sportsmobile was not happy and it made for a kind of nerve twisting road trip. I was planning on stopping at Mono Lake and Mammoth Lake and several other spots along the way. Instead I stopped at Tuttle Creek Camp at the foot of Mt Whitney. It was late ish evening when I arrived so I made myself some dinner, popped open a bottle of wine and feasted and then lay down on the picnic table and watched the stars light up the night sky. It was grand and it drained all the worry from my tired bones. It’s a beautiful spot. I can’t wait to go back.

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I managed to make it back to the coast in one very tired sweaty piece and even managed a “release” in one of my favorite spots along the Kern River.

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This morning the Ommobile II was dropped off for inspection and repair before I head out again next week for the annual Monk Road trip.

Fingers crossed.

Namaste

Owl’s Roost

Another one of my girls is set free. When I started these little stitched pieces my daughter was somewhere around 9 or 10 ish? I would stitch a little portrait and ask her to write a small story to go with it and then I’d stitch the story to the portrait. I sewed a few of these onto pillow covers. Sadly, these are gone. Somewhere. I have one left. It will eventually find it’s way out into the world along with the others.This one never got her story told.

Until now.

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She wore the dress every day for months. She rinsed it in the bathroom sink every three or four days, depending. She would fill the bathroom sink and use some of her lavender soap to wash the armpits then hang it in the shower to dry. Some mornings the dress was still damp but she would put it on and let the heat from her skin do the rest. It would be dry as a corn husk by the time she got to the Owl’s Roost.

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

An enchanting walk along the hills this morning. It started out chilly and gray and then the sun showed up and made everything smile. I walked up and down and all around and found fields of these everywhere…

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listened to this insightful talk this morning, thanks LaVonne.

and found a perfect tree for her…

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She’s not terribly pretty but she has beautiful lips and she’s dancing in the breeze under the dappled shade of a pine tree.

Namaste.

Geocaching my stash…

This getting rid of all your worldly possessions thing has been really easy AND really really hard. Goodwill has gotten loads and loads of my stuff but there are some things I think are not Goodwill “material”. Stuff I’ve made over the years mostly that I no longer have room for. So, I’ve decided to start planting these things along the “verge” and other places. I’m starting today. I’ll wrap it and “plant” it somewhere with my blessings and good wishes and hopes that whoever discovers it will find some use for it.

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