Perfect mini pancakes, yin yoga, new red chairs, and remembering how much I loved to dance with my dad. Cajun music, lots of twirling, and his clunky work boots. Two-stepping in the dust (or mud) at local festivals, Sunday mornings in the kitchen, and in the middle of a Louisiana field for my wedding party. I miss that. Today marks nine years since his death. Grief is a strange thing with the weird ways it gets mixed into the batter of everything else.
Desperately in need of patience and focus today. Poppies and alliums are helping, but treading water in a deep pool of uncertainty is not fun. Not fun at all.
Sayonara Tucson! It's been a great trip, but feeling sad as we head to the airport. It was our last big gathering with Adam's family before our move to Japan.
Pool time with a rousing game of butt ringer (game invented by Uncle Rob).
The delicious (and much needed!) Bloody Mary and burrito that were waiting for me after a frantic drive to get Camille. In the rush to leave the house this morning for brunch, we accidentally left her at the house (30 min away) and no one realized until we all arrived at the restaurant in three different cars!
I don't know how l got so lucky, but I married into the best family. So happy to have this time together.
I love all of the blooming cacti, but I can't stop thinking about that time Camille fell into a large cactus in Sicily. Still makes me cringe....the entire right side of her body was covered in tiny yellow needles. Needless to say, she stayed on the path in the cactus garden!
Fabulous place to learn about the desert and its inhabitants with some spectacular vistas. Had to employ a bit of forced family fun to get everyone out here but once we started spotting creatures that changed (handing over my DSLR camera helped, too). Most dangerous critters we encountered outside of protected areas were tarantula hawks and one rattlesnake hanging out on a path.