Stan & Joyce Orchard
Trying to figure it out since 1975.
These three guys showed up just before sunrise on a dark, drizzly morning. The bull on the right is missing his left antler, hence the nickname. Never tire of watching them out our living room window.
As the world watches the conjunction of Saturn and Jupiter this evening, we on the Orchard Compound celebrate another event. On this date long ago in the U.S. Territory of Alaska a child was born. On the darkest day of the year she brought a light into this world that still shines and fills our hearts with joy. Happy birthday Joyce Carol. We’ve been together for more than 45 years. Here’s to many more.
While the east coast gets a heavy snow, we continue with boring, damp, moist weather. Sure, we may have to wash off the moss from between our toes now and again, but this is way better in my opinion.
We get one of these every year along with a Panetonne. The latter are MUCH smaller these days. But they’re both still as tasty as they’ve ever been. An annual indulgence to brighten these dark days.
Joyce Carol has been tending to this Christmas Cactus for so long, neither of us can remember when it started. We agree it used to be much larger. She took cuttings many years ago and has managed to keep it alive. Still amazes me.
A few years ago, we got serious about our health. Low-carb, intermittent fasting, walking, etc. Today she tipped the scales at 125, the same as she was 45 years ago when we married. Very proud of her. We celebrated at our favorite local spot that’s still open. To show she’s still wild and crazy after all these years: she took her mask off for this photo. Rebel.
Two does just went bounding through our yard followed closely by this guy. Game on!
Saturn, Jupiter and the moon about an hour after sunset. An unexpected celestial show in the midst of cold, autumn weather moving in.
Our 15-year-old grandson got his first lesson on the chainsaw today. With our son coaching him and recording for posterity, I kept thinking of my dad and woodcutting during my youth and the years my son accompanied us on our own firewood adventures. Heating with wood takes a lot of work and commitment. The reward is a cozy home on the coldest days…and moments like this.