Saturday, December 27, 2014
The kids are gone, the last Christmas tune has played until next year, and the only sound in the living room is the fireplace trying to compete with our central heating as outside temperatures are hovering just above 30°. And the kid? Just who can begrudge him a little holiday downtime? Almost hate to disturb him, but he's got to go outside.
Posted by Casey at Saturday, December 27, 2014
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Not exactly a Currier and Ives scene but a seasonal expection on the interurban nonetheless. Each year someone or some people drape this lonely little fir with the trappings of Christmas - OK, a minimalist effort, on the same bend in the trail, but now a holiday tradition.
Posted by Casey at Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Between record-breaking downpours Bellinghamsters are teased with breaks in the action that motivate most to bundle up and get outside. Today was just just one of those occasions, so Casey and I went out for a aerobic, quick-paced stroll by the bay. I think we actually worked up a sweat.
Posted by Casey at Saturday, December 13, 2014
Sunday, December 7, 2014
When we do a birthday up, well, OK, hardly anyone takes notice, but we at least made sure Case's day was special. What really helped was the rain let up some, and we at least had time to take the kid for a stroll and run in Fairhaven, his favorite part of town. A liberal treat policy all day long and a visit from one of his favorite guys, our oldest son Joe, and his girl friend Pavlina in the afternoon pretty much finished him off. He's practically apoplectic around him. It won't be long and the farm boy will head back to his kennel, with or without his night owl guardians.
Posted by Casey at Sunday, December 07, 2014
Saturday, December 6, 2014
After a round of indoor ball, Casey has obviously given up on his proofreading responsibilities too. At least he's not trying to nudge my hands away from the keyboard today. He can push multitasking to new limits, but that's the Border Collie in him.
At least he's leaving the Frisbee alone.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
After a week of high temperatures pushing 30 degrees, with lows near 20, Casey and I set off for a hike in the woods at the first signs of a thaw - a fleeting hour or two of mid-thirties before dusk, but at least frostbite wasn't going to be an issue.
The big visual payoff today for everyone with the same idea was the floral backdrop of glistening ice that accentuated most trails near Whatcom Falls Park. And if I'd had more than 1%'s worth of battery left on my phone I'd have had more images to display, but you get the idea.
Posted by Casey at Tuesday, December 02, 2014