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SUMMER VIEW
Above, "In My Dreams" 1998 Acrylic on canvas. Shared from PNW Artist
CHERBU'S LANDING 1995 Acrylic on canvas also PNW Artist
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MORNING DOCK
Daybreak near a friend's cabin last week. The bride is keeping flowerbeds watered and spider webs at bay. The stillness and quiet are well reflected in this photo.
Oh. how I would enjoy being on the dock, coffee in hand and wetting lures. Every time we visit this lake, fish are jumping and rolling just off the shore line. However, on this morning, there was not a ripple anywhere.
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SPOOKY and FINNEGAN
FRIENDSHIPS
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BREAKFAST BOX
From time to time, we come across local meat markets with fresh meats, excellent selections of finer cuts and a weekly special known as Breakfast Boxes. The bride noticed a nearby local meat market on FB (City Meat Market in Mt. Vernon) and we decided to give their Wednesday special a try and learn more about the market.
On Wednesdays, they offer a $3 bbq beef sandwich or a $5 dollar version with a drink and a bag of fresh potato chips. Our lunch that day was a treat, a bargain and now on the calendar for reminder.
The breakfast box was $35 and consisted of:
2 dozen fresh extra-large farm eggs
6 bone-in pork chops
2 pounds country sliced bacon
1 pound of locally ground breakfast sausage
6 hashbrown patties
Giving the eggs and bacon a morning try. Eggs fried in the bacon grease. Is there any other way?
Smothered pork chops turned out just like mom used to make. My wife is not a fan so a few dinners will cure my cravings.
For once, the photo above does justice to a meal made. The spinach is in keeping with eating healthy
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FROG just making a livin'!
Local neighbor shares garden photo.
I always enjoy sharing photos that folks take the time to send to me.
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JIBBER JABBER
I received an email from a longtime friend in Washington State yesterday. He shared with me a quick FB note of another longtime friend who recently passed away.
I found it ironic that awakening yesterday morning, memories of this longtime friend surfaced, seemingly out of no where. I could see his face clearly, his wife and one moment of riding dirt bikes through the hills just west of Olympia, Washington many years ago. I remembered laughing along with him as we were slogging through muddy trails and terrain. Falling down, getting up only to lose our footings, falling down again alongside our motorcycles.
He was a good friend and God Bless to him and his family.
Fall officially starts tomorrow. Afternoons are quite pleasant now and we spend more time outside sitting with the cats by our feet and watching the birds clean up feeding trays.
Neighbors driving by in their side-by-sides, seeing our gate open, turn in for a half-hour visit about nothing at all. Their flop-ear dog sits patiently on the front seat, waiting to get back on the road.
Appreciate your visit this week.
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