Mountain Lovers
saturday was our five year wedding anniversary, june 30, one of our very favorite days.
you might remember, we usually go out of town for our anniversary and spend a few days having fun adventures.
this year we kept it a bit closer to home :)
we headed up into the mountains to refresh our spirits in nature.
we had pie and coffee at the same delicious roadside cafe where we stopped last fall. i am especially nostalgic about this place, this drive and that day because i think that is right around when we conceived our baby, remember that crush i had on my husband ;)
darin had raspberry cherry (nice and tart) and i had...
blueberry cranberry maple pie with vanilla ice cream. i'm telling you, there is nothing like this pie.
wearing my anniversary dress! it's the one my mom made for me from a vintage pattern that i wore on my wedding day.
i wear it every year on june 30, but was worried this year, being 38 weeks pregnant and all. but in the morning i figured, well...guess it's worth a try....and it fit! oh how i love a good wrap dress!
we walked around woods lake. i hefted that big old belly pretty darn well, if i may say so myself.
darin was all nervous as i clambered through marshy fields and up granite rocks to take pictures of wildflowers. the path was often overgrown so i had to duck through underbrush and wallow through swamps and rushing creeks. i felt like a great big she-bear rambling the forests. but in a bridal dress :)
can you spot my wild adventurer up there by the waterfall?
on the other side of the lake we found nice sunny rocks without so many mosquitoes and settled in to relax awhile. the water sparkled and i finished reading a really good book and waded in to cool off.
and we talked and took pictures and darin told me about astrotheology and we lounged in brilliant mountain sunshine and the day was long and sweet.
it was the first year we came back to our own town for the night. placerville had "Brewfest" happening on main street . they close off the streets and various breweries sample their wares and there is music all up and down the street . so we strolled on down and met up with tons of varied friends dancing with their babies and each other on the street, or playing instruments in the bands, or just drinking and laughing and telling stories.... and all of them oohhing and ahhing over my belly. i felt like quite a queen....and have never been so exhausted when i finally fell into bed that night.
it was a good good day.
and i am so grateful to have been married for five years to my love, and to look forward to a thousand more.
Comments
that last pic of you...has the baby dropped? i remember that transition, from up and perky to more tear drop shaped. she's on the move!
also, mimosa is just another name for the silk tree!
Your trips also make me miss the Sierras and the foothills something terrible. :) Where is that pie bakery? When you write about it I long to go there--I adore pie. and those flavors!!
39 weeks!! You are a spirit of life and beauty and so much else.