Egg drop soup. Such a simple thing. Alluring. Traditional. Pleasing to the palate. Easy to create. But… if one is … Continue reading Egg Drop Soup Meets Italy
Edibles. Thought you should know… Continue reading A Late Spring Slugfest on the Rainier Trail…
Just a quick note really… Well… maybe quick, maybe not. I’ll know when I stop typing… Speaking in general terms, … Continue reading A Quick Note…
“What a Difference a Day Makes”, a popular song originally written in Spanish by María Grever, a Mexican songwriter, in … Continue reading Day Five: The Quantum Entanglement of Yon.
I was looking out the salon window at a vulture that was being tossed about by the wind. Immense wingspan, … Continue reading Day 4 I think… And It Doesn’t Really Matter, Eh?
We decided… well, really, Les decided that today we would take the chariot to the English Camp dock, walk up … Continue reading So What Day Are We On? Let’s see… It’s Day Three… and The Friday Harbor Farmer’s Market Beckons Us
Memorial Day weekend in Garrison Bay… The usual… As a comparator I offer a snap of Avalon Harbor, our old … Continue reading Day 2: Garrison Bay, the reprise…
A DAWNING Deeply embedded intimacyYearningA quiet answerAn echoBeyond the veilOf timeEver so gentlyLingering…In the distanceA mournful echoOf a lone gull’s … Continue reading Day 1… Post Passage
Up at 05:30. O-Dark:30 for some. A usual time for us to rise and ready the boat for an 07:00 … Continue reading A Morning Passage… a Beginning
Potentially… it was past time. One never quite knows for sure, does one? When does an ominous, lurking probability become … Continue reading It Was Time To Replace Fred’s Impeller