For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: wanderlust.
“And how are you getting back?” I ask my daughter. “Are you going to edge backwards?”
And she returns without falling in the lake.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: balance.
My daughter and I hike in Larrabee State Park on Saturday. We went up to Fragrance Lake and around it. I wouldn’t go out these two logs, would you?
But she did!
The small lake was very still. I love the small ripples fanning out from the logs. And clearly the very end is floating. She leaves her cell phone and outer coat on land. How far will she go?
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: note.
What am I looking at in this photograph? Taken Saturday a week ago hiking at Fort Worden. No more hints….
We were still working our way around the Fort Worden beach. I am hoping that the eagle will be in the tree where I can get a great close up.
And here is the tree.
Darn. My eagle is gone.
For Norm2.0’s Thursday doors.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: vagrant.
A vagrant can be “a person without a settled home or regular work who wanders from place to place and lives by begging.”
Right now, our local Legion is helping the local Coast Guard employees who are not getting their paychecks, by giving them 1300 gift cards for $100 for food. The story is here.
I am angry that our government is locked up, that 800,000 people are not able to work or are working without pay, and that another twice that number contract with the government. They will not get back pay.
The photograph is not the Coast Guard, it is a zoom of Indian Island.
The employees furloughed have been invited to the Food Bank. I think Congress and the President should donate their salaries, no, not salaries but their INCOME to all the people they’ve affected until the shut down ends. How dare they make vagrants of honest workers.