Today, the day after thanksgiving, we went up to pick mushrooms on the family land. I'm so stoked about this place you can't even imagin. Seth and I are trying to work out a way to move up there as soon as we can - in the meantime we will have to be content with visitation periods, easy since it's only a half hour away.
We picked mushrooms, coccoras mostly. Nykki loves to find and clean them of, carfully pulling of the universal veil tissue. He looks for bumps in the ground and runs for them, brushing off the dirt to reveal the mushroom growing beneath he helps us look for "walky talky mushrooms" (his way of saying matsutaki mushrooms).
I did some tree huggin'
We spelled out Love with pine cones.
And Nykki practiced his letters - unschooling in the forest.
Truly a sacred place.....
