t h e u i n t a s

we took a mini getaway this past weekend high up in the uinta mountains. there is nothing better than throwing on a pack and hiking into the woods with your dog and some good people. 

casey and i went up a little early, played in a waterfall, set up camp, and let miss june do some swimming. when our friends joined us that night, we spent hours listening to music and enjoying dinner around the camp fire. 

casey and i got no sleep. something about that bear country was wild and the animals were out all night. two moose joined us by the lake in the morning and i stuffed my face with cranberries and cherries for breakfast.

 

 

 

-i got to cleanse my crystals in the mountain water and casey picked me flowers-

-i love early mornings in the mountains-

 

after taking hours to get up and going, we hit up the crag for some climbing and june swam some more.

 

as the day ended, we headed home, laundered our clothes, cut the grass, and hit the bed early.

satisfied and exhausted.

mountains will do that to ya.

s i r r a y m o n d .

i had a draft post written to introduce you to the newest member of our family,

but this will be a little different than i was hoping to post.

sir raymond fell from the sky to us just moments after bruce died.

yes bruce died. 

he waited until two minutes after we got home from our canada trip

to go join his little friends in the outer universe.

the little man took his last breaths in my hands and the next day we had a little service by the tree for him.

if i believed in reincarnation i would think that little man just couldn’t be away.

but yesterday we lost raymond.

with bruce it was expected. he was sick from the time we got him.

but this little birdie had just learned to fly.

raymond was needy.

the 10 year old kid next store said it best

“this is preparing you to have a baby”

as he helped me feed it so we could go outside and ride scooters.

 
it was true.

mornings, lunches, and several times at night he was running around the house

or flying onto our bed to get me to feed him or be held.

i would tiptoe around the house to not wake him in the morning,

but do you realize how hard it is to hide from a hungry baby bird?

for two and a half weeks.

he ate and ate, grew his feathers out, and chased miss june around the house.

we thought he was just about ready to be released.

it started tuesday when he gave us a little scare.

i came home from work to him not really being able to hold up his head.

i figured he wore himself out in the cage, and once he was fed he was back to his wild self.

however, yesterday at lunch i knew it was over.

i held him and gave him some water. he would convulse and then be just fine.

and then convulse again, until he couldn’t pick his head up anymore.

i’ll spare you the details of everything, but i could tell he was in pain.

so i did the only thing i could do and just held him and whistled

which was usually the only thing that would get him to stop chirping.

he seemed to listen.

the last few weeks, it embarrassed me that i turned into a bird lady.

but as i watched him stare at me as i whistled i was more than happy i got to be his bird lady.

anything beats cat lady.

i whistled church's hymns (weird), let him know it was okay to die,

and told him to tell our creator to send us a baby.

and then he was gone.

i cried and called casey who cried

and we went back to our jobs.

death is no fun.

see ya on the other side sir raymond.

r a m b l i n g

we didn’t make it to the concert.
well we did.
we opened the door several hours late,
loudly interrupted the silence, and decided not to go in.

the night began with the husband

turning on our wedding song,
grabbing my hand, and dancing with me
ever so sweetly in the hallway.

we took our neighbors to the delicious black sheep grill
which i have talked about before here.
the night was filled with life conversations
and ended with drinks at spark.

monday i traded cooking and cleaning 

for sickness with my husband.

the beginning of this week has been filled with
bad eating, sleeping, and tissue boxes.

wretched.

i was happy to be feeling better today.
i went to my mom's for lunch
and enjoyed the nice sun with 
my lil man ranger.

life is good. 

 

 

m o a b

the husband and i took the weekend
to enjoy some climbing and warm weather in moab.
i love this human more than words can express
and i prefer when it's just us.

we bouldered and did a little climbing.
to say i freaked myself out on a climb
is probably an understatement
since i was up on the wall for well over an hour.

go me.
ha.   

my favorite was and probably will always be
sleeping in the back of the truck.
who wouldn't want to share a sleeping bag
with this guy..

miss june loves moab just as much as us.

we took her to the dog park in town one morning

so she could play with the other dogs

and we could drink a cup of joe.

she loved it.

i can feel summer coming. can you?

t u e s d a y t u n e s v.6

we are in the dead of winter.
our long walks to get miss june some air
have turned into a quick lap around the front yard.
my craving for the sun has become heavy as i try to balance
my need of money and my greater need for freedom.
isn’t that why everyone is still here.

all in it’s time.
all in it’s place.

for now my husband’s face will be my sunshine.

i was going to share a tune that makes me cry
but i decided against it. next week.
maybe then i can properly explain what it says to me.

for now everyone needs some uplifting music.
something that speaks
something that screams
you can do anything

yup. you can do anything 

...and this video is bad ass.

"one thing before i graduate
never let your fear decide your fate."