Stan & Joyce Orchard
Trying to figure it out since 1975.
These three have been hanging around our place for weeks. Never far away. We encountered them again this morning on our one mile walk. We did see one human today, a most infrequent sight these days.
On March 22, 1975 in Ketchikan, AK I was invited to dinner at the KTKN Program Director’s home. New in town, just started five days earlier, his wife served crab louie and asked her neighbor to join us. My life would never be the same. One of the crab claws is still in her curio cabinet.
Today we chose the flat Cedar River Trail at Landsburg. Went 2.6 miles and we’re both bushed, but happy to be able to do it. Encountered maybe a dozen other souls, mostly runners, and we all kept our distance. It’s a new world.
Like the swallows to Capistrano, skunk cabbage are blooming in Hobart. The world may be upside down right now, but this is a small sign that life goes on.
It’s Friday the 13th, the coronavirus is running rampant, schools are closing, everything is cancelling, we’re all feeling down, and it’s snowing. Perfect.
The coyotes that frequently visit us never look like something out of Looney Tunes.
These things always fascinate me, especially on a beautiful, sunny day.
A Leap Year Day hailstorm like we’ve never seen in 35 years here in Hobart. An inch of hail on the ground, lots of lightning and thunder. Wild.