I had intended to finish this post even before Valentine’s Day rolled in but then laundry and life got in the way and there were things that simply needed to be done.
Thursday, February 11th
It was oddly sunny the past few weeks, as if the Pacific was playing a winter prank on our western shores. Isn’t it winter!? I’m not complaining, really. Last Thursday was the perfect day to be outdoors and be with the company of friends - who also happen to be mothers too. All our girls just a mere two weeks apart! The Oakland Zoo was a logical choice for a sunny stroll. It wasn’t overwhelming and as big as the San Francisco Zoo, the vibe was clearly friendly - mostly kids and babies in strollers just like us.
Time for a sun bath. And that’s exactly what the Gator was doing. It looked so stoic - almost - ceramic and fake.
Stroller dates are always fun - check out my friend’s red double-duty stroller on the right.
The cherry blossoms are now in full swing, in bloom and a sure sign that Spring is peeking around the corner (though it feels like it now).
The girls, still too young to notice the wildlife that surrounds them seemed observant, nonetheless. The nippy wind brushed up against their plump and blushed cheeks as we strolled through the hilly pathways. They may have missed the baboon tearing up an empty Doritos bag (It’s terribly irresponsible - what people leave behind) but the yellow blooms that hung overhead were surely noticed and the loud cawing of the blue and yellow (well) Macaws, heard.
Sophie Le Giraffe had a day out too - and met some of her relatives!
My Loveylove in deep contemplation of which animal is her favorite. Giraffe or Elephant. Tough choices.
Today...
A forecast of winter storms, rain and hail and thunder is set to slam against our Bay Area shores, one system after another.Yet, in spite of this extreme weather, there is always room for enjoyment. Like dessert. The sweetness of moments in days whether it rains or shines is always welcome. This time around instead of the sun in our face we have cuddles in the sheets as the wild seasonal wind ticks of the last brown maple leaf from it’s hold. And when 8:00am rolls around with a thunderstorm and gray skies and the dibble-dopp of rain tapping against the windowpane, we are lulled back to sleep in the comfort of snuggles, and blankets of warmth. Nothing more soothing than a rainy morning and a slow start to a day full of possibilities.
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