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Today’s a crazy day. I can’t wait until the USA becomes “Pantsuit Nation” and the horrible looming orange awfulness just goes away (which means, yes! It’s election day!)

I thought I’d break it up a little over here with a happy photo essay of the kids playing with my Mom.

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meriah-nichols-3This was at Ikea.

I bribed the kids to sit and smile for me, promising them an ice cream if they belted their pearly whites. They sort of did, and then they sort of got an ice cream cone, and as we sat there with the ice cream cones, a wave of memory hit me.

I remembered sitting there, pregnant at various points with each one of the kids, waiting for Dana to come and help me with something. Picking up stuff with his truck or coming by to say hi since he was in the area, or helping to load our truck. Many a time I also sent him the bin and aisle number of an item and he’d swing by and pick it up for me.

So I was remembering that and was crying – “crying” is kind of a light way to say what it actually was, doubled over into my knees and bawling – and when I had released some of my sorrow by way of my tears, I sat up and leaned against my Mom.

I suppose that is the way our road will be – non linear, moving from a joyful moment to one of crushing agony of feeling our loss. Leaning on each other and finding strength there, as well as in our hearts.

I want to say something to tie up that moment and memory with today’s election, but I’m finding it hard to, so I’ll let it go.

But please: spread some love out there today and remember to breathe.

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Moxie is an exceptionally visual child.

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She has a natural propensity and talent for the visual arts – drawing, painting and photography.

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So we have been taking photo walks together – she uses our old iPhone (in the lifeproof case) and plays with some of the photo apps (- mostly Hipstamatic). Here are some of her shots:

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– she caught Daddy!!!!!

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photo by Micah

Last weekend we were in the Bay Area on a whirlwind trip of look-see-buy: we needed a small 4×4 in a big way. We bought what we needed, along with clothes for school (ack!) and reams of Ikea ideas for another day.

I was exhausted in the way that hauling 3 kids everywhere solo is – snap, buckle, unbuckle, ‘GET IN NOW!’, snap, buckle, unbuckle, ‘DAMMIT!’, schlep, schlop, cry, wail, snap, buckle, unbuckle, ‘it’s okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, honey‘. Crumbs, smears, juice stick, stuck, boogers, diapers, wet pants, ‘NOOOOOOOO!’ – it’s never ending, constant, draining, sucking, drying, taking, fetching, unyielding, demanding, NEEDING.

I almost became one with my car seat as I slid down deep in it, unspeakably happy to be back. Home.

I enjoy our home, I enjoy this life here.

Enjoy. A Photo Essay.

enjoying the roses

enjoying the roses

enjoying the kids enjoying this space
enjoying the kids enjoying this space
YAY!
YAY!
enjoying the blossoms
enjoying the blossoms
and the big, fat bees
and the big, fat bees
enjoying these trees
enjoying these trees
enjoying her spirit
enjoying her spirit
enjoying THE CAPTAIN OF THE FIG TREE!!!!
enjoying THE CAPTAIN OF THE FIG TREE!!!!
enjoying this buckeroo
enjoying this buckeroo
enjoying watching her discover things... like the bark of the tree that folds back
enjoying watching her discover things… like the bark of the tree that folds back
enjoying our little rainbow
enjoying our little rainbow
enjoying new life, new leaves
enjoying new life, new leaves
not enjoying washing these things, but enjoying the smell and freshness of them when they are all done and dry
not enjoying washing these things, but enjoying the smell and freshness of them when they are all done and dry
oh.... yes
oh…. yes
enjoying morning walks
enjoying morning walks
the chicken coop, the mist
the chicken coop, the mist
enjoying her laughter
enjoying her laughter
enjoying the find
enjoying the find
enjoying welcome gifts from neighbors (- on the next mountain)
enjoying welcome gifts from neighbors (- on the next mountain)
enjoying the unfurling
enjoying the unfurling
enjoying the light
enjoying the light

Happy Sunday!

We walked down our hill on Saturday morning to play alongside the creek that flows by the road.

Just the kids and I. Mikey is as present as he can be at home but there is SO MUCH TO DO on the farm right now! SO MUCH! He absolutely has to be out there, rain or shine and getting the big things done.

So just the kids and I. We walk down, down, down, down, down following the switchbacks that curl themselves tightly around the strand of spring water that flows down the mountain side in small bursts of water fall, ending in the creek at the foot. The creek picks up our spring water and carries it on to the Mattole River.

Here’s the photo essay:

one of the many tiny waterfalls that flow down our hill from our spring

one of the many tiny waterfalls that flow down our hill from our spring

man of the mountain
man of the mountain
okay; LITTLE man of the mountain
okay; LITTLE man of the mountain
the creek
the creek
mountain miss
mountain miss
,,, poses!!!!!!
,,, poses!!!!!!
omg, get outta here!!! SHE"S POSING!!!
omg, get outta here!!! SHE”S POSING!!!
hilarity
hilarity
can't believe I kept the camera straight because I was laughing fit to kill
can’t believe I kept the camera straight because I was laughing fit to kill

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"moxie, can we go now?" - "NO!"
“moxie, can we go now?” – “NO!”

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…but then she changed her mind because she saw THE BRIDGE.

I don’t know how it is with your daughter, but with mine, she’s drawn to bridges – oh, anything dangerous for that matter! – like the proverbial moth to the flame. I’m gonna give her this though: she’s smart. She’s very balanced. I don’t see her taking insane risks and that’s why I trust her to cross the bridge the way she wants to.

BRIDGE!!!!!!!
BRIDGE!!!!!!!
bridge love
bridge love

meriah nichols saturday morning photo essay-13– and repeat 5 times. Or 10. She can go back and forth all day.

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I feel like it invariably happens whenever there is a body of water, however small or large, the kids MUST THROW SOMETHING IN IT.

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And MIKEY! Came down the hill! – he had called us on the walkie talkie and a strange guy answered, which really freaked Mikey out. So he ran on down to make sure we were okay.

We were, and just really happy to see him.

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PS. Mac-Q was asleep on my back for a good chunk of the time… sorry, more photos of him next time

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