Sunday, June 10, 2018

Sojourn aka Southern Journey

 Well, that was so much fun!  First we went to Atlanta for a few days to spend time with Chrissy, Nicky and Matthew,  Then hopped in a rental car (do they ever have anything that isn't white or silver?) and went to Charlotte to meet Pat and Rhett.  See? 

Only one night in Charlotte before road-tripping to Asheville and a whole day at the Biltmore Estate.  Timing couldn't have been better because the Titanic costume exhibit was just ending but hadn't been taken down yet.  And - the Chihuly exhibit was up early, so we were lucky enough to see both.  At the same time.  I so wanted to touch the costumes to see how they do such impeccable tailoring and detailed trim, embroidery, beading, but those darn velvet ropes held me back.  I

 Next stop was Charleston and the first visit was the Charleston Tea Plantation, the only one in all of North America.  Cool.  

 This is what tea looks like before harvest.  Nothing special, is it?

Then it goes through a bunch of steps to get all dried and ready to enjoy.  I fear that I might have gotten too close to this contraption and it affected my face.

Okay, that's enough for now.  More next time.  

Monday, May 7, 2018

Peony Progress

I think I can. . . .

Get ready - I'm coming . . . .

Ta DA!

The view from my platelet donor chair at the blood bank.  On a clearer day the Olympic mountains are back there.  Well, I guess they are always there, we just couldn't see them last Monday. Not a bad way to spend a couple hours.  Read my book, chat with the girls, get cookies, and the very best part is the warning to not do any heavy lifting for the rest of the day, specifically the vacuum.  

Al has been helping a friend build a house and not spending much time in the yard, so now has double duty weeding.  Why don't the deer eat this stuff?  
Are you still digging (ha-ha) the brown sweatshirt?

These will be pears and apples just on the neighbor's side of the fence, but he's very generous when the trees are heavy laden with juicy fruit. Not the gum. 

The view from our lawn chairs in the park where the City Band performed yesterday.  A few days of sunshine have melted most of the snow but it's still impressive, doncha think?
The band is a bunch of volunteer musicians who love to play and are willing to share it with us.  The symphony was Saturday night with some of the same talented people, from high school kids to a lady who has been with them for 32 years.

Apparently Mother Nature wants us to be mushroom farmers.
  Even the deer don't eat them so do you think we should?  NO!

Friday, March 16, 2018

Spring in Sequim

 I forgot to show you this.

 But now we have this, 

 and this, 

And peonies just popping through all that bark Al hauled around.
I know it's really mean to show this to you in the parts of the country that are experiencing hell endless winter, but maybe it will give you hope that spring really will happen.  

And this!  The Dungeness Lighthouse, the Dungeness Spit, the Cline Spit and Mount Baker, all on one glorious day.  No, this isn't the view from our house, but from 1/3 mile away.  Even I can waddle that far to enjoy such magnificence.  Followed by chocolate and a nap. 

Sunday, February 11, 2018


Who decided how to spell this month?  Who can pronounce it correctly? 

Here's what has happened in the last month while I have been ignoring the blog.

Laura turned 50 and Al turned 75.  Seventy-five!  It only seemed right to have a celebratory party.  Too bad you couldn't join us.  I had to eat your share of the cake all by myself.

There was a really big surprise when Teri and Willie knocked on our door the very afternoon of his birthday.  What more could a brother ask for?  Well, for them to stay longer but maybe next time.

Of course I've been entertaining myself in the Patch.  Rob provided hours of enjoyment with two flannel shirts, one from Mom and one from Dad.  With a little finagling and creative cutting (and a few yards of supplemental fabric) it became a very cuddly snuggley quilt.  It was fascinating so I'm eager to do more.  In spite of the lint. 

Lily ruled the sewing machine - her first attempt! Go, Lily!

For the last few weeks Digger has been playing with Don on a building project and leaves me wondering if there is any mud left in their yard or if he has brought it all to ours.  And the porch and the bathroom and the laundry room.  We won't even talk about the truck.
  But notice how Al-dorably pleased he is with himself.  

Thursday, January 4, 2018

Happy New Year

 We loaded up Homer and went way out to La Push, with a bunch of good pals.  It's right on the edge of the Pacific with gorgeous views.  Here's the one from our back window.

Al is always a party.  

Enjoy these marvels without my silly words.  

Friday, December 29, 2017

Another Christmas

Christmas in Victoria is about as close as we'll ever get to Christmas in England - and it's only 20 miles away, as the crow flies.  Too bad there aren't enough crows to carry us.  So with Laurie and Kent, Laura and Bill, we loaded onto the ferry and sailed to a foreign land.

Of course it's usually all about the food and here are just some of the desserts in the Dining Room at Butchart Gardens. Santa whisked all the calories away and dumped them somewhere over the ocean.

 The snow began to fall just as we entered the Gardens, and this is what we saw when we left the restaurant.  Hard to get good pictures with the white stuff, but it was magical and glorious.

Happy Birthday to Canada.

Christmas morning from our hotel balcony.  Nothing exciting for you in the real snow, but unusual for us out here on the edge of the continent.

British Columbia Parliament 

Our front yard.  Nobody wanted to build a snowman.  Darn.  And it's all gone now.  
   Maybe I can get the neighbor kids to build one next time.