Quiet times

 

The river is running high, but nothing like we've seen in previous years. The climate is perfect here before it gets hot, although early summer always comes with an undercurrent of worry, as to what the fire season brings. 

The snow pack in the North Cascades was below normal this past winter. It hit the high 80's yesterday when a wind storm blew through, the combination that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. 

There's been an occasional fishing boat drifting by, but otherwise all quiet on the western front. Not even any dog walkers so far in front of the house. (Well, one in particular probably won't be back after I "scared" her dog.) Maybe people finally noticed the trail rules sign propped on the chair. 

There's a few young deer hanging around peering in the window, but no fawns appearing yet. And the turkeys must be brooding their eggs, because I haven't seen a single one. The parade of poults will start soon. 

Needless to say, friends and family are super busy. This is like vacation for me, but routine life for them. The short summer season is packed, trying to juggle recreation, activities and work. 

School gets out and the Twisp swimming pool opens in two weeks, wonderful news. Nova was hired as a lifeguard, and spent all yesterday training. Those girls are so grown up. I saw Maya roaming around town with her friends yesterday-- market day is always hopping. It's great the kids have that small town freedom. 

A touch of Seattle in Twisp. Those peonies popped open instantly in the warm house.