memorial day

memorial days in the past have usually been enjoyed rolling down hw49s. the blue suburban would glide through yellow hills and we would be stuck in the angel's camp traffic as the school band played. we'd arrive in yosemite in the late afternoon and set up our tents, throw in the foil packs. it was like coming home, a summer cabin of granite. well, that tradition is down the crapper and teddy and i found new ways to celebrate the everyday.first he took a soak in the jacuzzi.then we went to go honk at uncle jon hicks as he worked diligently as a "adverstisement specialist." sweet moves, jon. welcome back to p-ville for a hot summer from humboldt.

then we fed the wild/tame/beggar deer at the folsom santuary. this one enjoyed a taste of nature's candy: the grape.
followed by a game of peekaboo.

and lastly an empty bribe of more chocolate so he could be enticed for a final photo.

i am going to try to put on a movie clip of me, teddy, and good pal grandpa tom on the choo choo. another one of teddy's loves....wish me luck.

bloggin' aint so tough

the last rain we had teddy and i were outside most of the time soaking it in..(teddy's favorite things: puddles and splashing, oh the joys of seasonal fun)..it feels like a long dry summer is nigh.

our new kitten found a cozy place to sleep after he wore himself out prancing and leaping around. we still cant decide on a name, but carl and i are partial to black beard...everyone else wants to call him zorro. i thought i'd be an awesome mom and let teddy pick out a new kitty (for kittens were/are a joy beyond measure for me). i could just imagine his excitement. we went to my friend anthony's who practically has a kitten farm, (he's got something like four more pregnant cats...he lets nature take its course obviously). i even brought my video camera to capture this happy occasion. teddy was mildly impressed, he didnt flap his arms or squeal or anything. i was like "c'mon teddy! are you kidding me? there's baby kitties everywhere!!!" i think the only things that get him excited is yellow school buses and rubber ducks. i cant find a correlation.
(and so much for all of my "nature appreciation moments." every kid is different, i guess.)

sometimes carl comes unto the computer and leaves weird traces of his artistic binging/therapy behind. he's got a crazy brain. he is a whiz with 'paint,' though.

more hidden jewels that the computer contains. i think matt and willy were working at rubicon and wanting to die. memories.

a fir and a dramatic sky.

people at carls high school have been hiring carl to do t-shirts. he's pretty crafty. this is a giraffe.

he just gives them what he feels like drawing...apparently this is the "emerald weapon" from final fantasy 7.

it's morphin' time!!!!
zordon? zurg? i dont remember his name.

i see link, but i dont really understand.

my favorite.....im pretty sure this is me and my trusty magical canine dandy.

spring time etc.....(with the capacity for love also comes pain..)

the pond where teddy and i walk to. he likes to throw rocks in for the "posh." (splash.)

"walk, walk, rocks, biiiig rocks."

gloria, me, and teddy

happy kid, loves to be outside. we play all day long learning about leaves and flowers and birds.

self-portrait.

folsom....i have my canon resting on this narrow (about an inch and 1/2) beam.....i set the self-timer, steady the sucker, run like mad and tell hailey to look poignant (if one can look this way......did i mention were on a bridge about 60 ft up over a lovely blue river?)

pyramid peak, from the top our driveway. majestic.

my birthday....(everyday)

two little explorers paired together....

folsom sanctuary....the little teddy bear. the little face hole was at his level. he ran behind there and played peekaboo.

it was easter, and we put on nice clothes. teddy is wearing a little velvet jacket from orion. i think he felt a little uncomfortable, considering he and i live in sweatsuits..(or something quite comparable..)

mom loves her babies, and so does the coyotes and raccoons and bobcats.

the turkeys are gone, along with the ducks and midge. she loved these babies...you can't feel love without feeling loss. poor lady. hopefully auntie deb will perk her spirits in NY.

some of hailey's pics (i'm on her computer)

cutie pie and his dollar tree bear from grandma eileen

dare i? it is april.what else?
a sweet little butterfly landed on my finger, a dream come true
in the lupin field.
my carrot birthday cake.
lucky kid
merrys baby john
carl dolly wendy and joe, the fabulous 4

another dollar tree bear from grandma eileen.