We have finally settled into a routine. The kids are getting used to Granma and Granpa. We are learning too. Not being with them a year and a half is a long time to not be able to see them growing so fast. We are trying to pack as much in as possible.
I wish I knew the names of all the plants and trees. So many things have healing or eating or just plan poison qualities. Kessie has trained her kids so I am having to ask all the time the name of a cactus or tree or even animals.
I do know prickly pear. This morning I wanted to go outside to see what kind of a day it would be. (Cold, cloudy.) I walked outside and serenading up in the foothills was a pack of coyotes. I went back in the house and got the girls and we sat and listened quietly to their song. I can hear the quail talking and mumbling to themselves further down in the wash.
It’s going to be a hiking day today. The place we are staying at has 120 miles of hiking trails. Ron and I are in heaven. It’s a very nice place to visit.