I still feel terribly guilty about going out and having fun while Robb is home recovering from a spinal cord injury. I also know that if I stayed home and sat by the side of the bed, staring at him as he napped, it would make him horribly nervous. He doesn't need me sitting vigil.
We've agreed that at least one of us should get out of the house, but it really does feel weird.
Anyway, here are some photos of the little hike I did at Huckleberry Botanic Regional Preserve.
I had a great time, and came home with chunks of nature in my hair. I had to lie down on the path to get the photo of the columbine.
And for all you folks on the East Coast, here is a close-up portrait of the famous Banana Slug. This guy was about five inches long. He wasn't a very cooperative model. He kept drawing in his eye stalks. Maybe that's the slug version of blinking when someone tries to take your photo.