I know, I'm a serious tree-hugger.
The best thing about having siblings? Best friends who know us inside & out. My brother Elrik & Sister-in-Love Mimsy just made me the proud Auntie of a little Ravioli. That's his name, no kidding. He gets to live into a life of total light & love ~ who doesn't love ravioli? How can you take him too seriously?
His name's Ravi, actually. Ravi Kahil, after the poet Kahil Gibran. But they really just wanted to call him Ravi oli.
And so my Brother Franz & I went to one of our favorite family spots in Berkeley & pretended to take them with us. And my Dad, who also moved there with my beloved littlest brother Jeric & Mama Des. They moved to the Philippines & so we intended to photoshop their pictures in. Only we don't know how to do that.
We always, always have fun, my brothers & I.
Pretending we're spelunking.
It was so lovely we went home & got the rest of the fam. Of course we had to stop at our friends, Matthew & Terces' restaurant, Cafe Gratitude.
Do you see San Francisco in the distance?
So here's us, guys! Up on Indian Rock!!