old stone fort and young bruised up women...

lots of scrapings and scratches & bruises - but minor. trifling little annoyances in comparison to the amazing experience of waterfalls and blue heron & cliff-jumping & red capped mushrooms on a perfect fall-ish day with a few amazing incredible women by my side.




like proper hobbits, we had TWO scumpcious lunches (3.5 points each - thanks jins). andrea has the best memento; a killer bruise on one knee (seriously worth showing off today andrea - i'd wear shorts!). cliff jumping with kp was a highlight; knot-in-the-stomach scary but so exhilarating once over the edge! into clear deep blue/green water with waterfalls to your right. it was so beautiful.



















just just now i'm reminded of a cliff jump at big sur 6 or 7 years ago; from a higher height - the water a deeper blue - sunlight dusting out hundreds of brilliant winking diamonds across the surface of the water. that one was a hard one to jump, but i was given a picture and a promise just before threw myself over the edge; the deep dark clear water was the symbol of my fear - and jesus was saying; "you can jump right into the center of your fear - i'm already there and i'm going in with you; i will NEVER leave you or forsake you." i had already been sitting there for what seemed like 5 minutes already...trying to calm the freaking-out child within. after that promise i was still scared, but i immediately jumped in with abandon & JOY. it was awesome. he has kept that promise that he whispered to me in a deeper way than i ever dreamed. and i think this is still only the surface.























so the weekend is not even done yet, and i am full of good memories already. i have not even touched on the night before old stone fort - music round the campfire, a man who sings like a girl, the cheese tent (so-bad!), sweet potato pancakes (thanks to sweet tori) & peaches, the maple syrup shortage, the general losted-ness that added many minutes to the trip & much mayhem....

sigh...sometimes it's too much to fit in a blog. suffice to say, it was a wonderful weekend.

remind me to tell you about jazz music and the walking bridge proposal. clumpie's ice cream too...

one last shout-out to the women below (sans jina who is taking the shot);
it was so awesome to hang out with ya'll! remember that skipping rocks does not have to be a competitive sport, although it is much more hilARious when it is. You are all rock-skipping, knee-scraping, cliff-jumping jewels in my book. thanks for sharing your weekend with me.