Soaking in the Jackson WellSprings

Sep 30 - Oct 07

Jackson WellSprings
Ashland, Oregon

We sought out the Jackson WellSprings for a temporary home of healing. Mineral hot springs. A walking trail that meanders through a community garden, kitchen, tipis & a goddess temple to meditate & relax alongside the divine feminine.

A one man band filled downtown Ashland's air with lovely music throughout our evening. As he was packing up, jMyles grabbed his own flute to play alongside the didgeridoo. Fibonacci looks onto an altar community board at Jackson WellSprings. "You are entering sacred grounds Be respectful, responsible that others who follow may know the beauty that lies herein." Broken seats & swings under the tree. A vast community gardenis here at Jackson WellSprings. The 'Beloved Buddy Bench', made of cob! The entry bridge to Apple Island. 1 One of the many co-created altars. Fibonacci enjoyed all the special items. Notch is probably holding an essential oil roller. There were a handful in an altar. He picked each up, opened them and said they were for smelling. "I am! I love!" The union of textiles to nature makes me warm inside. The community kitchen has a large lioness cob oven. Can you spot the tipi bambini? This beautiful creature.

Life Under The Giants

Sep 24 - Sep 30

Giant Redwoods RV Camp
Myers Flat, CA
Redwoods RV Resort
Crescent City, CA

We spent a week under the tallest organisms on earth: the California Redwoods.

Our first redwoods campsite.

Exploring the Avenue

The Avenue of The Giants
Humboldt, California

The avenue sees you as closer in size to an ant than to even one of its roots.

A trail on The Avenue. Looking straight up often yielded a scene of beautiful and strange shapes and trees the spaces between them. Upward trees and downward dogs. Daddy-bambino yoga in the woods! A downed giant - with a 20 foot diameter, this looked to have been lying on its side for many years already. Notch and jMyles among The Giants. It was very hard to capture, in a photo, just how huge The Giants were. This photo comes close, but still doesn't quite do it justice. It was tempting to take non-stop photos of The Giants. Daddy and the bomb bean occupy a tiny portion of the base of a giant.

Hotel Living in Santa Clara

Sep 03 - Sep 09

Hyatt House
Santa Clara, California
Airport Economy Lot
San Jose, California

jMyles began working with the company NuCypher to create proxy re-encryption for distributed systems. With a week or two of on-site work to get acquainted with one another means our family is livin' the hotel life.

While we stopped off to stretch our legs at Vacaville Outlets in California, we left the bus nestled in this beautiful foliage. This here driver knew we were in California by the five lane roads. Fibonacci checks out of the bus for several days with mama & daddy to a hotel in Santa Clara. Hotel livin'. Fibonacci works on an embroidery piece. We are still able to see our home-sweet-bus from our window while we stay. We are impressed with the small kitchen & I like that Notch is up on tippy toes here. Drawing. We're just a few minute walk away from a lovely park & playground. A sunny day on the playground. Notch enjoyed this 'bridge', climbing back & forth. Our Santa Clara Hyatt House hotel room had a small kitchen adequate to make meals like this cheese quesadilla & veggies! Fibonacci has really come to enjoy watching films over & over (like his daddy!). Here he's watching 'The Prophet'. Fibonacci passed out in our San Franccisco weekend airbnb bed. Hippie card trick. Street music! With a melodica in hand, may as well join in!

Silver Falls State Park, Oregon

Aug 22 - Aug 24

Silver Falls State Park
Sublimity, Oregon

After the solar eclipse we sought out one of Oregon's most popular state parks. We re-upped our bus power, took showers & walked through magical forests.

A beautiful piece of art found between tree branches. The tree is... this big! The wise, old coniferous trees in Silver Falls State Park are beautiful. Oh, the lovely trees. I think this is a Douglas Fir tree. Whatever the species, the mossy branches are enchanting. There's that for size! A precious Daddy-Fibonacci moment. Taking a walk. And the toddlerino is off! The pink was so soft. Momma-Fibonacci plant touching. So wispy. So soft. Boob. The end of our hike marked the sting or bite of a creature that found a tasty spot on Justin Myles' foot. The rangers thought it was a bald faced hornet, but we won't know for sure as we didn't see the creature.