perdue:trouvé: I Go Among Trees

The past two weeks have been absolutely crazy. I'm not going to go into it right now. I'm just going to focus on how amazing this weekend was... three full days. THREE DAYS, I TELL YOU! What a gift! One thing has been completely solidified for me over the past fourteen days: weekends are precious. Guard them with your life. They belong to YOU.

We spent this past Labor Day Weekend lazing around the house and walking down to Tilden to have a fancy lunch among the eucalyptus trees. We packed our picnic bag, courtesy of Mom and Pop McCornack, full of carrots, pita bread, Panda licorice, fruit leathers, root beer, and a healthy slab of Tilamook cheddar. We have a cheese board and knife in the bag. We just had to have the cheese. We poured the root beer into precious little cups, ate from plates, and happily utilized the cheese board. After a lazy lunch, we ambled over to the Little Farm to pay a visit to our animal friends. The goats, ducks, geese, bunnies, chickens, roosters, sheep, cows, and pig (singular... I wonder if she's lonely) were all out to play. It was us and about fifty screaming children. We hiked home via the Memory Trail, which we think was so named because you remember the trail the next day by the lactic acid stored in your leg muscles. We still had a great time. ALL HAIL THE MIGHTY WEEKEND! For your perusal, some photos follow of our adventure.