I don’t know what it means to live on a race track and run for a living, but I do know what it means to live in a house and…
We have a foster dog, a big brindle boy named Matt. He came to our house on a beautiful sunny day and got to meet the Columbia River during an…
We had the most, loveliest, spring weekend. (It’s almost the end of my week filled with overtime, and I’m still dreaming about it.) I did my nails. Savannah supervised. We…
Yay to Spring finally arriving and sunshine and warm and fresh breezes. To herbs growing and grass being cut and to extra eggs from the chickens. To the snowball bush…
The Gentleman celebrated his birthday last week – starting with a clam tide and ending today, officially, with baked clams. There was lots of beach time, clams dug and cleaned,…
Today, there was a wee bit of playing tourist in my home town. So much fun to see visitors enjoying this lovely town experience – and apparently I wasn’t the…
Sunshine. Weeds. Worms. A new molt. Less eggs. Still eggs. Gifts and blessings. Spring has found the garden.
Warm sun, light breeze. Sand. Rocks. Waves. Tide turning, coming in. The Pacific and The Columbia. The Jetty. A seagull to witness. Joy. Love. Promise. Happy Anniversary to The Gentleman,…
Like I’ve said before – it’s a hard retired life here in the household. I know, I’m jealous, too. Today we celebrated Grandma’s eighty-second birthday. She requested my carrot cake…
Gorgeous, sunny day. Razor clams showing like mad. My love. The sun, the moon, the beach, and blue sky. Kids, cousins, uncles, old and new friends. A star fish. Guns…
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