Although we don’t actually have jaguars here like Phoebe was imagining, we do have mountain lions and sightings have been quite common lately even in urban areas. Attacks are still extremely rare across all of California. Still, I keep my baby close and we hike where we know there will be a lot of people on the trail.
Phoebe and I climbed this tree. I was wearing new knee-high boots and a new sweater dress bought with some Christmas money, so I didn’t want to get dirty but also couldn’t resist myself. No one was around and this tree just needed to be climbed.
While on my break at work I collected some leaves to show Phoebe because she said she wanted to start a collection. When I showed them to her she wanted to arrange them in this nice circle.
The fall rain has brought new greenery to my muddy yard. Before Phoebe could consider asking to watch cartoons I sent her out in the mud with some dinosaur toys.
We explored a new trail today at Point Lobos: Whaler’s Knoll Trail, which seems to have the highest elevation in the park. Phoebe was a trooper and walked up the steep path to enjoy this view. She has been walking 2 miles with me just about every day this week. Her secret? Tortoise steps.
The smell of play dough
In the carpet while I do
My yoga session
Heart swelling with love
Like high tide on a full moon
Sudden clarity
Scooby-dooby-doo
Follows alligator prints
Who stole the salad?
Nightmares while I dream
Then waking to a small hand
Patting lovingly
