These are my vacation snapshots. Most of our vacations are lazy daisy "urban camping" vacations. What are those? It means camping the city way: in a cabin:)
These are pics taken in Yosemite, between 4000 and 9000 feet.
Mommy lets me throw rocks - but...only in the water, Junior! So, that is what 2-year old Junior did ALL afternoon!
He saw his sippy cup with milk being carted off by the squirrels. He kept calling "Milk, milk." But when his mom understood what was going on it was too late! They also took care of chewing through the mouth piece of hubby's Camel pack(water backpack).
Son-in-law, EMT-er, relaxing with fishing, before he starts on his paramedics courses. He caught 2 brown river trout, and so did my daughter. We ate grilled trout that evening. Very tasty!
He gave his fishing buddy (hubby) a new rod for Fathersday with the joking comment "Now I don't have to hear your whining that you left your fishing rod at our place."
You can see hubby does his fishing when he dances.
What else would I do at a place with rocks and waterfalls but paint a small oil?
This was a memorable last day.
Before hubby came back from his hike, soaked to the bone, when taking a pic at the top of bridalveil falls (9000 feet),
I heard some people yelling and screaming.
At first I payed no attention, because I was painting.
But they continued, so finally I looked up.
A couple of people standing at the bridge were signing with their hands. It was meant for me!
I gestured "What?" But finally I got the message. I looked down at the rock
where I had put my palette on. It was gone!
Then one of the people pointed at the water. When I looked in that direction, I saw my palette dancing merrily in the stream!
Just so you know I am "suffering" for my cause!