Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Art E. Choke

 It's almost like being in Castroville for the first harvest. They were so big and fresh and tender. 
 How often do you get to scrape your teeth across a thistle that was plucked off the stalk less than an hour ago?  And who was the first fella who thought it would be a good idea to eat this? 

Be sure to admire my blue jean valance in the background.  

Laying pipe -  if you know what I mean. (And I think you do.)

Al truly is amazed by the various cultural options available to us in Sequim. 
 This is how he enjoys Tuesday night music in the park.  

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