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I posted chapter eighteen late last night. Five more to go, I think.
No writing done today because we spent the whole day rambling around Big Basin with a docent learning where the globe lilies and coral roots and harry tulips will bloom in the spring. We saw woolly blue curls and found out how it came to be that the plant with that name at Big Basin is almost nothing like the plant with that name in the Pinnacles. Coyote mint is possibly my current favorite: it was in bloom and it smelled so good --this many good.
It was a four-mile walk and we took almost six hours to do it because we were having so much fun. And Ted found a calyptrata mushroom that was so big and bueatiful that we were really sad about being in a State Park with witnesses. The other people on the walk were Gore-tex people -- all nice gear and they run 100-mile races and crap and I kept up just fine and that means something.
Last night we played Scrabble. I bought a new set in a wooden box. I had not played in years and I lost, naturally, but it was a good thing to do.
There are various things I mean to write but not now.
The docent takes people out on the third weeked: 4 miles to Sempervirens FCalls and back on Saturday, and five miles in a different direction on Sunday.
No writing done today because we spent the whole day rambling around Big Basin with a docent learning where the globe lilies and coral roots and harry tulips will bloom in the spring. We saw woolly blue curls and found out how it came to be that the plant with that name at Big Basin is almost nothing like the plant with that name in the Pinnacles. Coyote mint is possibly my current favorite: it was in bloom and it smelled so good --this many good.
It was a four-mile walk and we took almost six hours to do it because we were having so much fun. And Ted found a calyptrata mushroom that was so big and bueatiful that we were really sad about being in a State Park with witnesses. The other people on the walk were Gore-tex people -- all nice gear and they run 100-mile races and crap and I kept up just fine and that means something.
Last night we played Scrabble. I bought a new set in a wooden box. I had not played in years and I lost, naturally, but it was a good thing to do.
There are various things I mean to write but not now.
The docent takes people out on the third weeked: 4 miles to Sempervirens FCalls and back on Saturday, and five miles in a different direction on Sunday.