Mojo rode her “horse” the whole way. Can’t you see her posing on the rock with Mojo? No? A hint….she’s a white horse with brown spots. Her name is Starling. And though she may appear invisible to us my daughter insists she is real.
This hiking stick was handmade by my older brother, George. He made it for my husband oh, maybe, 12 years ago? I treasure it because of the care that went into crafting it and I think it’s beautiful. It has always been satiny smooth but is even smoother still from the wear of our hands. While it may appear overkill to take a stick hiking on a paved path, it lends some authenticity to my children. We’re REALLY hiking if we have a stick…..not just walking through the woods. It’s also like taking a piece of my brother along hiking with us though I’m sure he’d be cracking up at our version of a hike. See, George is a true outdoorsman who can actually SURVIVE in the woods if need be…..unlike us. We’d be whining and moping in no time flat. See…..this is at the end of our 3/4 mile “hike”.
Yes, George, you can stop laughing now.