at about 6 am we took the scenic drive to Oracle State Park passing the cows and the prison. as the sky woke up slowly revealing the beautiful Catalinas we were engrossed in heartfelt conversation. we spoke about our daughters, hers 14, mine 7 months. about our hope for them. about our fear of being enough of a mother. about our joy at their spirit. we spoke about what we wanted to be when we grew up. we spoke about our family. how much things have changed in such a short time. we spoke about food, herbs, and oils - a favorite topic.
when we finally pulled into the park, i was sad the drive was over but that was quickly replaced with excitement when i met Mr. Kane. Straight out of a spaghetti western i couldnt wait to hear him talk. Quickly calling in to question all of my previous judgements as to what an herbalist should look like. A tall man equipped with wranglers, a tan cowboy hat, and the requisite handlebar mustache he casually gathered all the eager walkers and we started off on our trail.
i love you my family.
