This is also from my hike on the Corkscrew Trail. I took a few photographs thinking of wood grain and weathering and like this the best. A tough and beautiful environment.
My mother’s birthday is May 31, so I always think of her around Memorial Day. I dreamed about her last night. She was rolling her eyes at me.
The pendulum swings far and back Too many babies, what will we all eat? Suddenly the switch, another panic attack Now too few to support Wall Street We wait in running cars in the drive-thru line Wanting our turn to order fast food It’s sunny through the smog and we feel just fine The weather’s getting stranger, the world in a mood Maybe we’ve peaked while driving around Who will take care of us when we are old? Peaked at the drive-thru, going down without a sound An AI wonders at the price of gold This might be as good as it gets Maybe an AI will keep a few of us as pets
I did not bring a quilt on this trip. I brought two favorite blankets instead. This is the Pendleton wool throw. At home I use it for couch naps. Elwha loved to snuggle under it with me.
The second is a fleece blanket that the cats like to snuggle up to at night.
I took this somewhere along the 1217 mile trip with two cats from Port Townsend, Washington, to Grand Junction, Colorado. Idaho, I think. This a view rest stop as I drove up out of a valley.
Elwha and Sol Duc weren’t too sure about the trip. We started with them in the back and a net between the from and the back. I had to stop within an hour because they could get by it. Elwha wanted to ride by my feet and Sol Duc under the seat.
So then I set up their crate in the back seat and put both cats and the catbox and water into it. They didn’t love it but it worked. I would put their harnesses on and then put them in the carrier to go in to motels.
It was pretty exciting to check into a motel with two cats.
Elwha has been spotted, I am pretty sure, three times out back in the bushes where he disappeared. Now, if I can get him to come out. A very nice person sent photos. It looks like he’s dropped serious weight since he ran off. I am going to sit out there this evening and see if he will come to me.
Discover and re-discover Mexicoβs cuisine, culture and history through the recipes, backyard stories and other interesting findings of an expatriate in Canada
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
Refugees welcome - FlΓΌchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflΓΌchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.
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