Gilligan and Hazel are happy that Melissa is visiting.
A couple of weeks back, the cloud approached the ground. MAX lead the way.
As a last hurrah of Jamison’s spring break, he invited me to longboard the Banks to Vernonia trail with him. It’s a nice, long, gentle ride. The weather was wonderful and the trail was dry. Jamison also tooks some videos with his phone.1
Thanks, Jamison for the invite! That’s my boy. :-)
- The tall, skinny pics are screen grabs from Jamison’s videos. Posted with his permission. ↩
Waiting for the MAX in the morning, not much to do but get my podcasts ready to go and watch trains headed the wrong way.
This past Sunday, the camera in my Google Pixel 2 just quit working. After a nice online chat with a Google representative and an RMA in hand, the phone is off to be replaced. In the meantime, I’m carrying my old Samsung S6 with its cracked screen. After all, how else could I capture these early morning MAX station pics with incoming trains?! ;-)
May your commutes be as peaceful as mine.
Two years ago, I lost my mom.
In our family room hangs her oil painting of me in the redwoods when I was a child. On our kitchen drainboard sit the orchids I got after going to an orchid show with her and dad. Outside our kitchen window, the muted chimes resemble those in the gentle tree guarding where she rests. And the moon watches over all.
They all remind me of mom.
Yet, it’s not just things that do.
When I iron a shirt, when I cook a favorite recipe, when I mop the floor and make my bed.
She taught me how to do all these; they remind me of mom.
But it’s not just housework.
When I send a card, when I take the time to help, when I volunteer, when I say a kind word, when I’m at my very best.
That’s my mom. That’s who I remember.
And I’m thankful.
Weather in the upper 60’s plus the backyard fence being just posts while it’s being repaired equals a walk with Gilligan to Starbucks and Suzi’s work to deliver a special treat.
Five miles later, we have a tired doggie. Success!
Today, Suzi, Heather, and Gilligan met Ashley, Kevin, and Mousse at the beach. The dogs immediately ran into the river then greeted every dog on the beach. We walked to the Rock and back. Everyone had a great time.
A mid-day appointment meant a different MAX station in the morning. I almost forgot to get off at the right station on the way home.
We got much-needed rest and explored Point Ruston and Point Defiance Park. A ferry ride to Vashon Island sounded like a good idea.1 We visited the lighthouse at Point Robinson Park and ate in Vashon.2 On the ferry ride back, we were one of eight vehicles. There’s not a lot of people headed from Vashon Island to Tacoma late Saturday night.
The next day, we decided to head to Seattle. Somehow we ended up in West Seattle, along Seacrest Park. I’m sure the view of downtown would have been spectacular if the tops of the buildings weren’t dipping into the clouds. Since we were already pretty much there, we stopped by the Alki Point Lighthouse, then headed back downtown where we caught a larger ferry to Bainbridge Island. We walked downtown, exploring a cool little bookstore, some fun little shops, and the local art museum. After eating, it was time for the drive home.
Thank you, Suzi, for a fun birthday weekend!