Mothers, Daughters and Sisters

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Rich has finally pushed me into writing.
It's not that I don't enjoy writing, it just seems to be half way down my priority list.


Rich and I took the girls to the mountains last week. Golden Gate Canyon to be precise.
It was a beautiful day. The sky was clear and the air was cool.

We walked up one of the trails marked 'Moderate', (there were no 'Easy' trails for us to pick from).
With baby 'Rose' strapped to Rich's chest (in the carrier), we started our climb.
Emma ran ahead, overflowing with enthusiasm.
We spotted patches of unmelted snow in the trees.
I was excited, knowing that autumn had arrived.

After 30 minutes of walking Emma was starting to get tired. Rose was sleeping!
Should we turn back or keep going?
Believing we must be half way around our trail, we kept walking.

To keep Emma's spirits up we decided to look for 'fairies'.
I spotted the first one, a purple fairy.
Emma spotted the second, a pink fairy.
Rich spotted what he thought was a fairy wearing hiking boots.
We asked her how far until the end of the trail. She recommended we turn around because the rain clouds were moving in.

We turned back. Emma was getting fussy. I put her on my shoulders.
At this point I knew that Rich had the better deal carrying the baby!

Rich spotted a cute little bunny rabbit, Emma was not interested.
Rich had us smell the white flowers. He thought they were "Babies Breath", but they smelt of 'stinky' feet. Wrong flower!

With sore shoulders we reached the end/beginning of the trail.
Relief.

The way I read the map, I was under the impression that the 1.8 mile trail looped back to where we began. I read it wrong. It ended somewhere up the mountain!

As we started the car the first drops of rain began to fall.

How thankful we were to the fairy in the Hiking boots!