We finally made it down to the new pier! I don’t know if Baker was more excited about the smells or the possibility he might get to roll in it. He didn’t!
Little Squalicum Pier extends 1,248 feet into the bay, making it the longest, public pier in Washington state and the longest on the West Coast between White Rock, B.C., and Pacifica, California.
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“We think time travels forward, marches on in a straight line, and so we alongside it to keep up. Hurry, hurry, mustn't fall behind. But it doesn't, you see. Time just swirls around us. Every thing is always present. The things we've done, the people we've loved, the people we've hurt, they're all still here?”
― Richard Osman, The Last Devil to Die
a long walk with Percy, bug jars and, story telling
love notes for both grandpa and me and, how he can write his full name now
the haziness that hung around all day, making it a bit muggy but also a bit intreging
how well we are communicating right now, showing patients and support
large print books and a couple hours this afternoon to get into this one
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meeting our oldest friends for lunch as they pass through town on their way north
catching up on sons, their wives, and the grandchildren
heart shaped strawberries and putting the last couple quarts in the freezer
a text from Brandon telling me my rack of ribs will be done around 6:00 pm
grateful for all the ways our boys look out for us
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"Aren’t you worried that maybe I will get sick and all my teeth fall out from eating so much bread and jam?’ asked Frances. ‘I don’t think that will happen for quite a while’, said Mother, ‘So eat it all up and enjoy it."
- Russell Hoban Bread and Jam for Frances
waking up to just enough rain that I didn’t need to water
the mother deer and her fawn that walked through the lawn at stick class
new friendships found right in our neighborhood
a flat of fresh picked strawberries and a sticky kitchen from making jam
tears in the car and how he was able to calm me down with his knowledge about the state of our country
how Baker brings his kong toy to me to help him get the last treat out
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“I don’t care that much about getting older, but I don’t want to be forgotten, because to be remembered is to live and to be loved.”
― Anna Quindlen, Nanaville: Adventures in Grandparenting
we pick up the mugs we made last week…
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