home again

There's always a lot of little organizing stuff to do when we get home
from vaca, isn't there? I'm going through the photos and will send
them to Costco so Husbando can enjoy the hard copies. But I do
love this one. From the left top: Rev. Rich, Janet and Pasquale
(from Pittsburg, PA) and Bob (kneeling) lives in Idaho. I've known
Rich and Bob for more than 20 years and enjoyed getting to know
the assorted relatives. Here we are on the ferry to Whidbey, I
remember how excited I was to see the Island and yes, it lived
up to my high expectations.

It is wonderful to be home and I slept beautifully last night. I have
discovered that it hurts a little when the LindaKindle falls on my
collarbone when I doze off reading. I'm learning to slant it
differently.

I told the blogmaid in the morning email that airports and air-
planes are like dreams ~ interesting only to the person who
experiences them.

Today I'm out at the LOH and looking forward to work. Sort of.

the sun sets on Whidbey

Going home today! We all gathered down at the wharf last night
after dinner to watch the final sunset. Rev. Rich's service yesterday
was excellent and one of the chants was the same that we do in
yoga, so that was easy. I mentioned Michael's name during the
healing prayer and Husbando's as a "you are here with us" kind
of prayer thingie. And I took communion, how does that grab you?

The rest of the day was reading, walking and lunch, then dinner.
This is a food-loving group, but aren't they all?
Finished the wonderful One Day and I'll tell you more about that
later, I think. Buy it, download it...

I'm ready for home where everything is in just the right place.
Looking forward to being with Husbando again. Work tomorrow.

a lazy saturday

Husbando receives many calls from this bench

Art Fair in downtown Coupeville

I wrote the blogmaid this morning and opined that I had henna
poisoning because I didn't sleep much last night. There is a big
Art Fair and Show here in Coupeville this weekend and of course
having been to a million of these in SF, I was not impressed. If
they produced a Peet's or Starbux I could/would get excited.

My henna tattoo is calmer today, as is Rev. Rich's lion leg. He
is a Leo and will be getting a real tattoo soon. We all love our
body decorations so I won't disparage the entire Art Fair.

This morning was the most exquisite orange sunrise. I was
going to grab my camera, but the photos never seem to be
anything as spectacular as the real thing.

Yes, you want to know about my LindaKindle? I'm totally
hooked and very grateful to LindaFriend. I'm reading One Day
by Nicholls and it's even better than When Bad Things Happen
which I also enjoyed. Plus by some miracle I downloaded
the free Shuffle Word game from Amazon, so I'm all set
for airports, airplanes and a lazy afternoon on Whidbey.

all day picnic friday

We were outside all day yesterday in glorious sunshine right on
the edge of Puget Sound in Langley on Whidbey Island. BBQ'd
hot dogs, burgers, potato salad, cupcakes, more. Lots of
laughter and love.

Today there are connectivity computer problems, so I won't
dally here. I'll just upload the photos and pray for the best.
You can see Rev. Rich's influence on me.

Today is hot and wonderful and yes, I'm happy here on Whidbey
Island.

from Seattle to Whidbey

View from my room at the Coupeville Inn

Motorcycles on the crowded ferry!

Waiting for the ferry ~ more than an hour.

Lunch spot in Seattle

Fascinating historical tour

Underground Seattle

Our tour guide, Richard, in Pioneer Square

Wonderful old building

Rich's apartment in Seattle

Meet Desi, Rich's cat

Part of a huge dinner at Christopher's, across
the street from our Inn in Coupeville

I'm drying laundry out on my balcony this morning, my, those jeans
take a long time to dry. Waiting for the knock on the door telling me
that this is unacceptable. In the meantime, I post.

Another busy day starting with the gathering of luggage and people
and heading to Pioneer Square for our fascinating historical tour.
It was so much more than just the underground because Seattle
was really a lumber town, providing wood for San Francisco (we
kept burning down). No gold in Seattle. Then a group lunch and
back into the vans for the long drive to Mukilteo and an even
longer wait for the huge ferry to Whidbey. Busy tourist season
with tons of cars, vans, motorcycles and people w/o cars. A v.
short 20 min. ferry ride.

Whidbey is the largest of the San Juan Islands and is a world
unto itself, it appears. We are in Coupeville which is about in
the middle of the island. I was out walking this morning and it
is quite wonderful, reminding me a bit of Mendocino, Carmel
and all the resort-type little West Coast towns that we all love
so much. It even has a bus system and some place called
Useless Bay that I am anxious to see and judge for myself.

Today is a noon picnic and then a FREE night. Five people
joined our party of 18 total last night; there will probably be
another one or two today. I'm slowly getting the names
down and I do really like the group, but you all know that
most writers are loners, so I have perfected the escape
excuses and routes.