What a treat. Amanda gave us some of their lovely eggs. Saturday morning, as we were standing around the backyard saying goodbye, "Lemon" the big golden hen loudly announced her daily contribution. Still warm, Nova added her egg to our carton.
Made a Jim Dandy omelette this morning with cheese and fresh peppers from a farm stand. Homemade wheat bread toast and jam. I bought a box of pears and apples, and Tom gave us more carrots, beets and jalapenos from the garden. Looks like I'll be getting out the canning paraphernalia again.
This was the peaceful scene Thursday night at Lake Pearrygin State Park, where we had take-out pizza. In fact, we ate all our meals outside this weekend, ditto all socializing.
The girls are good about masks and social distancing, and frankly show more maturity than many adults I see on television. They did not have a fun summer and school is very different, but they don't complain much. At least it ended with a memorable trail ride. I was proud of them handling those BIG horses.
There was a touch of fall in the air, but other than the smoke haze, we had nice weather for our last "in person" visit this year to the Valley. All we can do now is look forward to the better times that will surely return-- if we all stay well.
On the drive home, we stopped at the same campground for a simple picnic lunch on Blewett Pass. We try to avoid the crowded take-out fast food scene in the towns we pass through. It was nice seeing the seasons change at that same spot along the busy highway. I picked up some pretty green moss to make a little "campfire" on the coffee table.
We're tucked up at home now on a foggy, drippy, dark morning in Seattle. All is well.
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