Into the Woods




Even tho we did not make it to Sequoia Nat'l Park we found redwood trees very near San Francisco.

Just over the Golden Gate Bridge is Muir Woods.

My dear, sweet, fun friend from high school met us there.
So to tell you the truth, it was nice to see the trees, but nicer to see Karen.
Sue and Karen were best friends.
Karen and I were best buddies. :o)






I tried and tried to take pictures that showed how tall the trees were....
It was not easy. I found the light conditions very tricky.
And even with a full frame camera and a 35mm lens...I never shot a whole tree.

But I did get a picture of this lovely couple.







This one is my favorite.

I told Emma to look up. But then we were looking up her nose.
So I had her look in a different place....and it was much better.

Beak up.
Beak down.

Emma said she was not looking at the tree and I said it was only the illusion that she was looking at the tree.




They were beautiful. I would go back to walk around at Muir Woods.
But only if I could park in the parking lot.

Trees make nice company.

When the children were small we found an old growth of trees that did not burn during the Peshtigo Fire.
It was called Harmony Hardwoods. We liked going there. It was a small clump of trees but it had it's own
magic.





We drove out of the woods and went to Muir Woods Beach.

It was beyond windy.

Katie is watching her letters get washed away.

I think she is gesturing.....HEY!!!

I know sign language.



It is mandatory to throw stones in the water.
Look at the girls going for a run.

:o)

Patrick's girlfriend was with us and she did not want her picture taken.
I say too bad :o(
You will have to imagine her. She is very pretty.



Emma.
It killed her to be on a beach.
That was cold.

She couldn't quite wrap her mind around being in California on a beach and
freezing her little tootsies off.

Back in the car we went.
I was too tired to go to the Headlands. I really really wanted to...but couldn't.

So we went to see the Painted Ladies.



Foolish me. I thought I was the only silly person who wanted to see the Full House street.
The park was filled with people who came to see the famous houses.

It was up a hill!
I walked hanging on to Patrick's arm...
I felt like Grandma Glyman....holding the crook of some one's arm for support.

Emma was mistaken for Katie's mom THREE times.

You can start calling me granny any time now, but please don't,
it will make me cry.


After successfully making it back down the hill to the car we tried to find
a diner that was recommended by Guy Fieri. We drove all the way down Mission Street and never found it.

So we went to a diner on Market street. (Sam's Diner)
It was average. Don't bother.

But I did drink the most refreshing Cherry Italian Soda ....or what ever those things are called.



*****

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. ~John Muir


God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars. ~Martin Luther

Encourage one another,
Donna