Dazzled

So here's what happened.  I thought I posted this on Monday for your enjoyment, but seems to have been sitting in the draft folder all this time.  Apparently it just wasn't quite ready for public viewing.  So I'll try it again.

Above is the Sequim airport, where Gary and Helen arrived on Sunday for some playtime.
Do you want to buy a lot for an airport home? 

George, their pilot, was very proud of his plane and who can blame him? 

Welcome!

Monday we went to view the Hurrican Ridge from yet another National Park.

 

How do they know?

Another glacier, very close to home.

Retired Al

Last night we left Home Depot (where they are thrilled to see us coming) just at sunset.
A new toilet seat, a roll of duct tape and this glory - ain't life grand?

 

 

Oh, darn!  I have work to do indoors and just couldn't get out there to help.

Kind of seems a shame to clear away this masterpiece, especially after that spider put so much effort into it.  Maybe I'll wait until the sun is shining, which they promise tomorrow or Sunday.
But Al thinks that gardening is so much easier in the fog.  No viewing Canada today. 

It boggles the mind

Oh, deer.

Al has taken to home ownership very well.  He's been happily playing with tools.

A couple of hours ago this was a big cardboard box full of parts.
This guy is a whiz with tools - and read the directions.

 

 

I'm afeared I'll have dirt under my fingernails for the next few years.  But just look at the reward!
Now it's nearly cocktail time and looking forward to blueberry dessert.  Come on over.

Slowly

It's coming together, but will still be a while before we feel like we belong here.  One very important thing happened - cable, phone and internet, with lightening fast speed.  Life is good.  Now I can click "add to cart,"  and wait by the mailbox for packages to arrive. 

New chairs for the office/den.  Some assembly required.

Washer and dryer from those nice people at Sears.  They pulled up my account and they asked if I lived on Union Street or Lombard Street.  It kind of made me homesick, but also happy at the same time to clear out the old and start with the new. 

Which is the hot?
This was last night, just before he discovered that the cold water hook-up faucet was leaking.  At 8:59.  Home Depot closes at 9:00.  Today he was able to practice his plumbing skills and
tomorrow I can do laundry!  Not in a laundromat.
 Who knew something so mundane would make a woman so pleased?

Not a perfect picture (still using the old camera) but pretty good seafood platter.

Dig for the clams.

Dawn and Peter were very influential in our move to Sequim so it's only appropriate
that they were our first dinner dates. 

Lemon bar was yummy.

Can you see Al's spoon impatiently waiting to dig into the berry parfait?  

Home!

Yesterday on the way to Sequim, we just had to stop for nourishment after getting estimates for the repairs to Homer from the Ketchikan ferry incident. 
Butter in chowder?  My new favorite.

This - - -

goes into this.
It was kind of fascinating to watch.  Sorry you weren't there.

 

Now we're at our new little house, getting settled.  Today has been spent cleaning and rearranging stuff from Homer to the house.  There is still a lot to do, but patience is a virtue, right?  I've been looking for the Moving Fairy to appear but that rapscallion must have higher priorities and doesn't have me on the top of her list.  Just wait until she needs help. 
Al reminds me that having a house is an on-going, never-ending project,
so I shouldn't ever think that everything will ever be done.
That's part of the fun, right?  RIGHT?

Hay!

The friendly fire hydrant at the RV park said good-bye as we left Couer d'Alene,
departed Idaho, and headed across Washington.  Hwy 90 goes through Spokane and miles of productive and lush farmland.  I'm not sure I've ever seen so many hay bales in one place.  

We crossed the Columbia River and saw the enormous gorge through which it flows.

Just a bit more information.  Aren't you getting tired of all this knowledge?

We arrived in Issaquah (just a little East of Seattle), with plans to have dinner with cousins Bob and Laurel, but poor Bob isn't feeling well.  We forced ourselves to dine without them and hope that he will have recovered enough tomorrow to partake in a bit of nourishment. 

Crab bisque.  All that pepper was Al's preference.  I had to taste from around the edge.

What would a wonderful meal be without chocolate cake? 

Ho, ho, ho

I forgot to show you this -
Al went to the fair and picked up a hoe.
(He thinks that is really clever and was disappointed that I didn't include it yesterday.
Makes you kinda proud to know him, doesn't it?)

Al's part

He wants me to show you that hanging right over this slumbering pig

are these inspirational posters.  So what could he be dreaming?

 

Look how much he grew in 94 days.  I think I could do that.