It’s Polaroid Week and I remembered! I did start a day late, but that was a misunderstanding on my part, not because I forgot. Tiny victories and all that.

When I told Grace that I’d never been to Yosemite she was like, Wait, NEVER? You’ve NEVER been there? I’m taking you! Within a couple of weeks she scored reservations for us at Camp Curry and at the end of September, off we went. I can’t believe I’ve lived so near to the park for most of my life and never visited before, but it turned out perfectly—I had the best time getting to see it with Grace (and not just because she is patient and listens to me talk (and talk and talk and talk and talk)). If you’re lucky enough to have someone in your life who you’re perfectly comfortable with, no matter what, and if that someone is funny and smart, a fabulous storyteller and generous with their time and their snacks and coffee and hiking poles + gear, then you know what I mean. But EXTRA to all that, Grace used to live in Yosemite Village, SHE CLIMBED THE NOSE OF EL CAP (!) and she is full of great stories about the park and the dirtbags (loving term!) who play there. It was an enchanted, magic few days and I’m not in any danger of forgetting them.

Unrelated stuff I’m sticking here so I don’t forget: this recipe is a keeper; this is the website I’ll be looking for when I start my embroidery project in a couple of weeks; I want to watch this movie; make these at pottery; and for the next few Mondays there are new episodes of My Brilliant Friend. See you next time I remember to update!