Butchart Gardens last summer, from my archives.
Let’s pretend it’s summer
Author: Kay
Too close?
A shot taken last summer during our lavender season.
Empty
Until recently, every Thursday four good friends came over to my craft room. We share an addiction to paper, rubber stamps, dies, and more. We make greeting cards together. But it’s more than that. We laugh, tell stories, and give perspective on each others’ lives. And then laugh more.
I work at the messy spot on the left, above. You’d think I’d be out there a lot because, well, home quarantine. The dark, unreadable sign on the far wall says, “This is my happy place.” It truly is.
But I miss all my people. It makes me sad to be there without them. My phone vibrates all day with texts back and forth among us.
I’ve always thought myself an introvert by nature but social distancing is giving me a new perspective. I miss my card-making buddies. My lunch group. My book club. The puppy raising group. The Community Emergency Response Team. My neighbors. Who or what do you miss?
Red flowering currant
We’re prevented from going to our favorite walking area and I was sick with a cold for a while. Though I’m grateful these are the worst of my complaints, I do miss watching spring unfold.
Hunter hawk
We’re seeing a lot of harriers these days, hunting across our land and the nearby marsh.
These aren’t the shots I hoped for but I like the play of light on his feathers.
Going down
This old gate is slowly starting to melt into the landscape. Grass is flowing through its bottom like waterfalls.
Land of plenty
Like many other places, Sequim was subject to panic buying in March. I knew something was up one day at Costco when I was in a checkout line where virtually every shopping cart but mine had massive packages of toilet paper.
Costco was out of toilet paper for a couple of weeks but they’ve now amply resupplied.
I still don’t get why TP became such a thing. But there’s certainly been plenty of internet humor about it.