The middle child, Sarah, and her family decided to drive across country to visit from Gig Harbor, Washington. I call her the middle child because all her life we heard about her being the middle child of 5 children. We do give her a hard time about it. but she tried using it on her Dad and me. Got to love the middle child!
They were going to come in the spring but Steve, son in law, wasn’t working right now. He was waiting for his job to start up, so they came in February. They were all here for my birthday which was great.
Little Bear, their dog, snuggled up with Meadow.
Willow is a normal child who thinks she is already a teenager. Who in the old days we would have said can’t get her nose out of the book and now we say get them off their tablet. I think I like the idea of their nose being in a book better.
I know I haven’t posted in a while but I do have a very good excuse. Our daughter, Heather, and her family took us to Disney World. I had things to get ready; like making masks. This is just part of the masks I made. I made enough masks for each person, six of us, to have a new one each day for over a week.
Then I thought a lanyard would be a great idea for the girls because at 2 1/2 years old I knew it was going to be a challenge to not loose the mask. I also got some Mickey Mouse beads which I used to make all of us lanyards.
We left on September 3rd. That morning I finished our last minute packing. We left our house at 9am to make our way to the kids house. We had to stop and pick up a couple of things at Walmart that we had forgotten to get. We got to the kids and helped with the twins while Mommy and Daddy finished getting ready to go.
We went with Heather’s family to Lake Tobias Wildlife Park. We wanted it to be somewhere that will be safe for all of us from Covid-19. We went for the self guided walking tour first using social distancing and when in the reptile building we masked up. The girls are doing well learning to wear their mask.
As we walked to the ticket stand we saw a peacock hanging out in the parking lot.
As we went through the gates we first saw a zebra.
I started my morning off by writing my blog I should have written the night before. David had brought me breakfast, so I could get it done before I had a couple of adorable little girls come to visit their Oma.
They were both very concerned about the clock that was blinking. I would have set it but I wasn’t sure what time it was with the Day Light Savings. I now have all our electronics at the right time, including my fitbit which has been wrong since we left Alaska time zone.
A slender pointed rod for holding meat over a fire.
To eject from the mouth
To rain or snow slightly
A small point of land usually of sand or gravel running into the water
Now can you figure out which one I mean by this title?
Read on to see if you are right.
David had to go to the Kenai Peninsula to work and I went with him, so I could visit my friend Stella. Stella and I decided to take a day trip to Homer.
We got up that morning and headed out for our 80 mile trip to Homer with a few stops for photo ops on the way down.
We stopped on top of the hill leading into Homer to take some nice scenic photos.
I also got some nice flower photos there.
We then drove on into Homer and out on the Spit. The forces of nature that built the Homer Spit might have washed it away years ago, if humans had not intervened. Winter storms roaring out of the northwest try to separate the 4.5-mile strip of sand and gravel from the mainland almost every year, but rock walls and perseverance keep it intact.
While on the Spit you can’t leave without taking a few shots of the marina. Guess who happened to be in the marina, Time Bandit. If you are fans of the Deadliest Catch you will know what I am talking about. I myself have never watched the show. I guess because I live here.
Well this is our last leg of the trip. We will be home today. It is only 426 miles to home. It should take us around 9 hours or less since I am driving.
Our last stop in Canada was in Beaver Creek. This is what the local visitor center has to say about it.
The historic community of Beaver Creek is a small border town on the Alaska Highway, the most westerly community in Canada, and Yukon’s gateway to Alaska. Beaver Creek is nestled in Yukon’s breathtaking, spruce-filled wilderness. The population of just over 100 is community-minded and friendly; people who value their quiet lifestyle, pristine landscape and surrounding wilderness.
Well it is time to start heading home. We decided to take the ferry from Port Townsend so the we could avoid Seattle. We kissed and hugged the family bye and off we went on our next adventure.
I was now going to be the driver because David couldn’t open his eye after the accident in Seattle. Now I guess I will not get to do as much looking around and more paying attention to the road. I guess it is David’s turn to enjoy the scenery and navigate.
We had a nice drive to Port Townsend where we were going to catch the ferry to Coupeville. I had made reservations on the ferry but we got there