Sunday was filled with "Old Folks Fun" as I call it. We went out for lunch (Wendy's dollar menu and senior drinks) and as we drove through Folsom, we went slowly past a grove of eucalyptus. That's it! That's the fun stuff. We love the scent it puts in the car for a few minutes. We open all the windows and turn on the A/C and breathe deeply. You young un's don't know what fun this is.
Oh, and then later on the way home we drove past the local park - soccer fields and a vast field of natural grasses, vernal pools (now long dried up) and studded with ancient Valley Oaks. He says - all excitedly - "there's a fox". Well, we had to double back because I did not see a fox... Turns out he didn't either. It was a coyote. Quite a tame fellow, too, cause he didn't run when I rolled the window down and had a little conversation with him. It's quite unusual to see one this near to a road, especially in a residential area, but then it was quite near the river and the wilds surrounding. We have seen them before, but always from a distance... get out the binoculars kind of distance. This one wasn't 30 feet from us! (Once, down on the river walk, we saw a baby coyote. So cute. And Hobby has seen a mountain lion when he went for walks along the river walk alone. That scares me. For a while we called him "lion chow", mostly to impress on him how dangerous walking by himself really is.
He's had quite a few "Indian" names. The first was "Hunts with Tissue" because of the spider killings... and since his sister, Wonderful Woman, took up the naming practice there have been a whole series of funny names for him. She named me Woman of Courage or WOC, but we won't tell why.
Well, for you youth, there is a glimpse into the world of fun-to-come. Enjoy all that other stuff while you can.
No pictures today... gotta get to the laundry and the current quilt - more old folks fun.
Love to all you followers,
Terri
