This was one of the best festivals for kids I’ve ever been to, at least from an outdoor education perspective. Each of those white tents was an activity…build a bee box, make a pressed flower bookmark, carve an elderberry flute, paint a leaf print shirt…and make a “mud cup”. Learn about soil levels by filling a cup with chocolate pudding, crushed oreo cookies, adding gummy worms. Somebody was stoked.
Off to the meadows…
Mudface and Fiddlenecks.
Elfea, Blue Dick, Storkbill.
I’ve always known her as “That little yellow violet” but a proper introduction names her, “California Golden Violet”. Her good friends call her “Johnny Jump-Up.”
Lupin. I love the little bonnets. See Heather? Bonnets are cool.
Fern is at this amazing stage where she is absorbing every little piece of information she gets. She knows all the flowers and edible plants, and if she doesn’t know…she asks.
However, she is also still in this stage.
The “I know you don’t like it when I put water from dubious sources in my mouth (bathtub, puddles, stale nightstand cups) so I’m going to do it ON PURPOSE.”
I guess I can be glad her exploration is full sensory.
I was excited to identify this little purple nightshade. And it’s proper name is….Purple Nightshade. Zzzzzzzzzz.
Serious negotiations about “Want to go plop plop!”
We headed back to the city, but traffic was backed up into Oakland because of a baseball game. Go Giants!
So we pulled off for vegan chinese food.
Tofu Fried Wonton, Sesame Ginger “Chicken”, Veggie Crispy Chow Mein, Vegan Thai Iced Tea, brown rice.
Fern is not going to be one of those communal, “Let’s share a few dishes” types. There was some serious territorial behavior about her crispy noodles.
Traffic was still snarly, so we went to the Berkeley Marina…that adventure will debut for Foraging Fridays this week.
Fort Mason Farmer’s Market to get goodies for Sunday Night Dinner.
Strawberries aren’t quite in season yet.
We love our new-er housemate, Kristy. She is such a delight to have in our home, she’s sweet with Fern, and she’s always down for having dinner with the ‘mates. It’s a perfect way to finish the weekend.
Again with the look. It kinda sums up our lives…slightly irritated, mostly bemused.
This was called something like, “Trying to Get Home”.
If you pushed a button inside, the floor vibrated and it played very strange sounds.
Levels of Oxidization
A kiosk had photos of all the different animals that live on the posts beneath the piers…Barnacles, Sea Squirts, Sea Spiders. Then at a push of a button, one of the posts slowly lifted out of the water so you could see for yourself.
There were also different sizes of finished concrete seats.
$3 thrift store dress, scarf from Grandma T, moth pendant, tights from Target.
I tried to do this pose in yoga the day before. And discovered that I no longer have abdominal muscles. But I have cute shoes. And a cute bag. (Hi Kim!)
Nettle Pesto with roasted cashew nuts, garlic, olive oil.
On herb ciabatta slabs, with lemon-zest roasted heirloom taters and sauteed flowering kale tops. It was divine.
And I hope your weekend was divine too. Did you get your taxes done? I did…but I did them wrong, so I know what I’m doing today. Also, I feel super neglectful of your blogs and comments…having trouble finding time to respond…but I am so thankful for how you offer yourself, both here and in your own corner of the internets.