Family
I travelled only twice in 2020. Once in February to help Rachelle get her oncology care in place, and a family trip in September to hold my family close.
A local park in Olympia WA. I love the forests of the northwest, so different than what I know in Colorado. In trying to wrap my arms around my grief, sadness and fears over Rachelle's cancer diagnosis, I sought trees and new growth. For me, healing and understanding come from a closeness with nature.
They all look a bit grumpy - I think it was because we were nearing the end of our hike and were H U N G R Y.
Spending the afternoon splashing in a cool mountain stream. Small stream that fed directly into the Columbia River, near Hood River. Rachelle in her element.
The area around Hood River is apple and pear central in the fall. Having grown up with fruit orchards, we had to let Anzel in on the joy of climbinh ladders and picking fresh fruit.
A four mile hike before lunch. Anzel, age 4, walked the entire distance. Loved spending time with my favorite people. Missing Derrick!
Rachelle having a few moments of introspection, hanging out in the cool waters of Lost Lake.
Anzel loves his superheroes; they go everywhere he goes, even on mountain hikes!
Crystal and her not-so-little boy Anzel. Joys of my life. I always am gifted with great joy to spend time with them. Pure love!
He is, indeed, a grand boy. One of the loves of my life, this child named Anzel. Pure joy.
Water and sticks, a nice sunny day, playing playing playing . . .