Spring's cousin was so cool. Justin and his wonderful wife made us a delicious home cooked meal! It was the first since Spring's brother and his girlfriend made us dinner in Salt Lake City. It was so wonderful and welcoming.
We dropped by Nate's Cafe to take cheesy photos for my brother but also to grab a couple of delicious breakfast burritos!
Spring was so excited to see her grandfather in Dana Point. Her little voice called out for him over the echoing sounds of public radio.
He made Spring so happy. What a gem this man is.
Of course Spring gave her grandpa some BabyLegs.
Practically blind in both eyes, Grandpa takes amazing care of himself and is extremely self-sufficient. He has a method behind all of his madness.
It was difficult to say goodbye. He remained waiting for his Access bus to take him to his appointment and he rushed us off knowing how long it would take us to drive to Sacramento.
This is where Spring and I did a lot of napping. We normally had the seats down with a pad and a sleeping bag but had it all cleaned up for the Baby Loves Disco event. We were fortunate to have two to drive and a space to crash if the need presented itself. "Lumpy", Spring's stuffed lion played the part of comforter and pillow.
The drive up the middle of California is mostly flat and littered with forgotten and flourishing farms. There doesn't seem to be a system of rotating crops nor is there a shortage of large white tanks containing pesticides and various chemicals.
Growing up doing this drive with my mom and my brother from Redding, CA to either Paso Robles, CA or Santa Barbara, CA where my aunt lived, always took us past Harris Ranch. This ridiculous sprawl of acreage used only for dairy and beef cows is a huge dirt lot covered by a noxious methane cloud that, when I rolled down the window to take photos, made Spring gag. There were a few influences that made me choose the life of a Vegetarian, this was definitely one of them.
This is Gafton and Cooper of Valley Supply Chain. No, we're not supporting slave labor. This is the wonderful family-owned and run business that is now BabyLegs' fulfillment center. They also send out the humorous products produced by Wry Baby.
He wanted to give our manual fuel pump a whirl. Although we enjoyed the workout, we appreciated other people's interests in pumping for us!
In Redding, CA where I grew up, Mi madre, Miranda, her partner of 12 years, Gary, and their old lab, Tye.
My mom has been adding our peels and her mass amount of used coffee grinds to the compost pile for years. Their incredible garden is proof that the composting has proved beneficial to the nutrients of the soil.
Gary and Mom also wanted to partake in the fueling. Gary owns and runs Redding Yellow Cab and was kind to connect us with "the family lube specialists" that changed our oil and filter.
I was very fortunate to grow up so close to so much beauty. I had Lassen to the East, Mt. Shasta to the North, and just south of that, Shasta Lake and Castle Crags.
Castle Crags
Mt. Shasta
Spring went crazy with the camera taking absolutely beautiful photos of the drive north to Ashland. I'll never get tired of this piece of the freeway.
Spring's cousin was so cool. Justin and his wonderful wife made us a delicious home cooked meal! It was the first since Spring's brother and his girlfriend made us dinner in Salt Lake City. It was so wonderful and welcoming.
We dropped by Nate's Cafe to take cheesy photos for my brother but also to grab a couple of delicious breakfast burritos!
Spring was so excited to see her grandfather in Dana Point. Her little voice called out for him over the echoing sounds of public radio.
He made Spring so happy. What a gem this man is.
Of course Spring gave her grandpa some BabyLegs.
Practically blind in both eyes, Grandpa takes amazing care of himself and is extremely self-sufficient. He has a method behind all of his madness.
It was difficult to say goodbye. He remained waiting for his Access bus to take him to his appointment and he rushed us off knowing how long it would take us to drive to Sacramento.
This is where Spring and I did a lot of napping. We normally had the seats down with a pad and a sleeping bag but had it all cleaned up for the Baby Loves Disco event. We were fortunate to have two to drive and a space to crash if the need presented itself. "Lumpy", Spring's stuffed lion played the part of comforter and pillow.
The drive up the middle of California is mostly flat and littered with forgotten and flourishing farms. There doesn't seem to be a system of rotating crops nor is there a shortage of large white tanks containing pesticides and various chemicals.
Growing up doing this drive with my mom and my brother from Redding, CA to either Paso Robles, CA or Santa Barbara, CA where my aunt lived, always took us past Harris Ranch. This ridiculous sprawl of acreage used only for dairy and beef cows is a huge dirt lot covered by a noxious methane cloud that, when I rolled down the window to take photos, made Spring gag. There were a few influences that made me choose the life of a Vegetarian, this was definitely one of them.
This is Gafton and Cooper of Valley Supply Chain. No, we're not supporting slave labor. This is the wonderful family-owned and run business that is now BabyLegs' fulfillment center. They also send out the humorous products produced by Wry Baby.
He wanted to give our manual fuel pump a whirl. Although we enjoyed the workout, we appreciated other people's interests in pumping for us!
In Redding, CA where I grew up, Mi madre, Miranda, her partner of 12 years, Gary, and their old lab, Tye.
My mom has been adding our peels and her mass amount of used coffee grinds to the compost pile for years. Their incredible garden is proof that the composting has proved beneficial to the nutrients of the soil.
Gary and Mom also wanted to partake in the fueling. Gary owns and runs Redding Yellow Cab and was kind to connect us with "the family lube specialists" that changed our oil and filter.
I was very fortunate to grow up so close to so much beauty. I had Lassen to the East, Mt. Shasta to the North, and just south of that, Shasta Lake and Castle Crags.
Castle Crags
Mt. Shasta
Spring went crazy with the camera taking absolutely beautiful photos of the drive north to Ashland. I'll never get tired of this piece of the freeway.
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