pt III: /cacti soul/ free-fallin'/ going home/paper-work.

we drove through places like manteca and oakdale to get to/from yosemite to/from roseville. i've only travelled 49 so this was a fun route. the hills are wide, empty, and golden.
poot catus farm: heavenly. yes, i will enter.




tyler and i couldnt leave without chatting with poot: an old man in a khaki jumpsuit. he loved these plants and he spoke very kindly of the aloe and other amazing plants we were adopting.

last minute descision: skydiving at lodi airport. we jumped out of this bad boy complete with gas fumes and duct tape on the windows. the hangar was filled with dred-locked folk lounging on stained couches, some stuffing chutes into packs... the skydiving equivalent of beach bums...

no id needed, we signed no waiver. all of a sudden we were strapped in and loaded up. yee-haw. i was afraid i'd break my ankle. :( we jumped out of the plane at 13000 ft. it might be cliche but if your body hasnt fell from the sky high enough that the earth looks like a quilt you're missing out.

it's fun to visit home now that i've moved to roseville...

eggs to gather....

tadpoles to study...

radishes to munch..
pine needles and chicken coops to play with (this pic is an oldie but a goodie.march maybe?..love this man..)

another oldie. flowers to pick.
strawberries to find...baby kitties.....

babies to walk with...one of these is not like the other ones...

legal stuff: i am officially dolly casper. i think tyler is telling the dmv that i want to be a donor/ or that i do not register with any party... i'm not too attatched to smith. there are many out there to keep the blood of that name alive and casper is decidedly cooler.....

teddy wanted a new license picture too:

yeah, his shirt says "mighty ducks." i've been saving that one....

more to come. xoxo