Treasure your friends

A day outside in the fragrance of leaves and mud, fir needles and warm grasses.  We reached the top and sat in the sun.  Chinua sang the Sound of Music. We were outside together, walking and talking, heading upward until it was time to clamber back down and drink the iced coffees that Candace had packed. Carrots and hummus, tortilla chips and salsa.  I may be in heaven.

I love this reconnection with old friends.  We have seen each other's children born and growing up. Candace told me that she is so used to me being pregnant that she kept feeling that she needed to check to see if I was alright, on the hill. We sang at their wedding.

This is beautiful.



The hills are alive


Sky girls