Moooooooo!

Sequoia basks in the contentment of her happy california cow comrades.



Sequoia is suddenly dumbfounded by the massive magnitude of the bovine bounty surrounding her.



Sequoia supports the dairy industry.



Calf with a Laugh
by Nancy Hover
(as per Stephanie's memory)

I once asked a calf
How to make half and half
But the calf said he didn't know how.
Milk and cream,
Said the calf with a laugh,
Come from my mom the cow.

Sequoia and the purple seabear search

Sequoia and her father gaze into the distance of a misty ocean afternoon in search of the legendary purple seabear.



Sequoia questions a stalwart wall of willful mussells. The bashful bivalves keep thier secrets but motion to the rocky shallows nearby.




Sequoia peers down at a rebellous anemone who boasts of once dating the purple seabear's elder sister. After exchanging unpleasantries the fractious filter feeder points Sequoia to a nearby outcropping.



Sequoia relentlessly relaxes in the seabear's native habitat perplexed at the complete lack of legendary purple beasts.



A smile of recognition bursts across Sequoia as she realizes Sequoia herself is expressing inner purple seabear.

Obligatory St. Patrick's Day Photos

Sequoia celebrates Saint Patrick's Day as a full fledged member of the wee people crew.



Sequoia (a sucker for orange puffy hair) swoons for the sweet talking lil' fellow sitting at the end of the rainbow.



Leprechaun Power!

Monster Shoes!!!!

Quietly the city sleeps...calmly.....vibrantly.......completely unaware of the terror that is about to strike.



A blood curdling scream pierces the night as the horror approaches.



Swiftly and with devastating force the MONSTER SHOES attack! Wallow in sorrow and woe... for DOOM has now arrived!



Attached to the monster shoes is a vengeful beast who looks down upon the city and is not pleased.



The beast sets to work with a relentless appetite for destruction.



Just when the city's last flicker of hope was withering, it is suddenly and irrevocably crushed. For the beast was merely a babe, and her father has come a calling!!!

Sequoia invades Richmond

In this entry our heroine explores the far reaches of the East Bay and finds another just as charming and chubby as herself.



Sequoia and Uncle Chris gleefully exchange pleasantries.



Auntie Amy basks in the glow of the double cuteness as Sequoia scratches her head and frets, "I do so wonder if that dashing puppy is more adorable than I."



Sequoia and her newfound companion "Tank the wonder hound" search far and wide for that nefarious beast the Fat Tire Feeler. Despite their sincere vigilance, Tank is grasped unawares.



After a thorough inspection Sequoia concludes, "I don't give a dangdiddilydingdangdong what your veterinarian says, you look right trim to me."



Sequoia and her illustrious uncle pause for a moment to compare head shapes and find a startling family resemblance.

Flower Child Sequoia

Hippy chick Sequoia rests in the cutting garden grasping tightly at the fleeting potential of an unbloomed bulb while meditating on the transient nature of beauty and the inherent absurdity of run-on sentences.

Sequoia the inside duck

Quack



Quackety Quack, QUACK

Sequoia's changing table sits un-occupied as she visits the LA clan.

Sequoia and the Sanchez women

Seqouia gapes in awe surrounded by three elder generations of femine Sanchez majesty.



Tia Roxanna actually smiles for the camera as Sequoia outdoes her by striking a flamenco pose.



Bisabuelita y la bebe. Que lindo.