Parkquoia returns

With a searing smile Sequoia infuses the playground with uncontrollable cuteness


Unable to handle the saccharine sensation, Sequoia's shadow abandons her in favor of some satisfying swing action.


However, even in this disembodied state Sequoia is unable to escape from her father's shadow.


Undaunted by her shadow's rebellion Sequoia harnesses every creative impulse and reveals to the world her latest sidewalk chalk revolution entitled: Circle-Like.

Sistertree

Perched among bucolic branches the Sanchez sisters show the wee Sanchini's proper portrait poses


Sequoia signs on the smiling scene while Sparrow remains reticent.


The fifth little piggy does indeed to wee wee wee all the way home. Which is apparently located in the belly button.


Sequoia gags at the overly sacherine notion of a classic family photo


The honest portrait of a twice toddled family.

Sequoiaquoia

Semi-daunted by her elevated monicker Sequoia decides to meet a few of her coniferous counterparts.


Sequoia camouflages seamlessly with her arborial counterparts


Sequoia used to think her father was a pretty big fella.


Any one who wants to mess with the colonel will have to combat this "pair o' guns" first.

Birthquoia

Exactly one year ago the proto-sequoia was tumbling amuck during her last uterine moments.


365 days later Sequoia can still be a pain in her mother's behind.


At least this year she slides out a bit easier.

Rhonert Parquoia

"I remember like it was yesterday.", our humble narrator begins " That fateful afternoon the ducks descended upon us."


Mum and I were taking luncheon along the arboretum.


Their billed scouts tentatively approached.


I launched into my famous Rock-em-Sock-em routine, but, alas, the feathered fiends had us surrounded.


When you can't beat 'em join 'em.

Slidequoia

Sequoia attends a meeting of her local Playground Operations Supporting Sustained Elevating (P.O.S.S.E) in anticipation of her ascending adventure.

Having achieved full POSSE clearance Sequoia boldy defies convention in a solo effort on phase I of Operation Antigrav

Sequoia gasps in the thinning oxygen as she eventually passes through the upper realms of Dad level altitude.

Successfully scaling the pinacle of the playful slope, Sequoia embraces a smug momment of celebration.

" EEEeeaaaaaaghu haaauaha" Exclaimes Sequoia, disquited by her precipitous return

Parkquoia

Air Joggin'!
Come join the latest outdoor fitness craze. All you need is one grossly oversized swing and a bucketfull of fluffy towels and you can be running on the breeze.





Engulfed by a gargantuan plastic worm Sequoia and her mother smile and charm their way out of the segmented beast's gaping maw.




Sequoia stands to attention as the maternal duo gaze towards the enclosure of Betsy the red fox while visiting the Sonoma County Wildlife Rescue.

Bee Baby and the Angry Cacti

Nestled at the foot of Ripley's Church of One Tree, Sequoias mother whispers the legend of the magic bee baby. Only in the frostyest of Januarys does the flying insect/infant emerge to protect the town of Sant Rosa from a malevolent plant menace.



Magically levitating, the sacred Bee Baby explores the worlds longest brach. From this wistful vista, the problem becomes clear: Vengeful cacti are poking tourists and destroying the city's weekend income.



Sequoia swoops in to a patch of mystic cacti. Bee Baby flashes hand signals to the sage succulent and *poof* the plants vicious spines are repealed.



Following her arduous ordeal, Bee Baby relaxes knowing the world is safe once again.



The grateful citizens gather round and shout "Hooray for Bee Baby!"