I know, it’s not tiny, but I can’t help sharing – while on vacation in Santa Rosa last week I found this HUGE pinecone and had to bring it home (thanks Lee and Terri!). I have size 9 feet and this pinecone puts them to shame. I think it’s bigger than my toddler’s head. Awesome.
I also found some true Tiny Treasures – a hummingbird feather and a portion of butterfly wing – so once I figure out how to photograph those without blowing them away with the click of the shutter, I’ll share them too.
Oh, hi! I missed you! I can’t believe you’re still hanging around. I’ve been here and there, in the world and in my head, and haven’t made much time for you lately. I’m so sorry.
I’m having a bit of trouble right now seeing the forest for the trees. Or the trees for the Forrest. Almost-Two is a busy age, which I wouldn’t miss for the world but it makes for long days, difficulty getting the tasks done around the house that I
want to should get done, and little energy at night to do it after his bedtime. I have a feeling I’ll be in this loop for a while.
But frankly I have a hard time caring so much about the dust balls in the corner and the crumbs on the counter. Forrest is blooming. He’s growing and exploding with energy and words and the desire for new experiences. Every chance he gets he wants to be outside, running and jumping and galloping in the big wide world of rocks and grass and bugs and Daddy Big Loud Motorcycle (quad) and Baby Little Loud Motorcycle (pint size electric quad) and feeding the neighbor’s fish and coloring with chalk and, and – and why would I want to be cooped up inside with a broom?
I do missing blogging more often than Tiny Treasures Tuesday and Wordless Wednesday, and have many things I want to say and show, but I’m guessing most of it will wait for summer to wind down a bit more. The light won’t be as good for pictures but the call of the wild will be a little less strong.
I hope you have a Happy Friday friends and loved ones, and a wonderful weekend, too. Now get out there and explore!
Several years ago, before we had any landscaping, I noticed we were having a cicada hatching right along our foundation. I found one little guy about 10 feet away from the house on a dirt slope and sat with him for 30 minutes or so as he dried off (?? I think??) and changed color, but he was green. If I’m remembering correctly. And now I have to find those pictures (on the old computer? Ack!).
TGIF cause I’m ready for the weekend, friends. Do you have any plans? I’ll be pre-packing for a short trip Forrest and I are taking to visit extended family in Santa Rosa, CA next weekend, doing some chores around the house, sewing some fabric bags based on these (or maybe this too/instead?), baking something because I have the itch (or maybe this, or this, or these), and staying out of the outrageously hot weather we’re having (let’s keep it to 85, Mother Nature. 85 is plenty hot). And playing with Forrest, of course. = )