There must be some cosmic coincidence or flow of consciousness between us all... Gregg and I were both thinking of you a lot this morning! This is Spring Thaw Sunday and we were using our $25 Oster buzzy-clippers to give Gregg his "Shave and a Crew Cut" for 2 bits. We even had to do it in the motel bathroom... but it turned out OK.
A week earlier we were in Victoria for 4 days during Spring Break. Here's a shot of us at the Empress Hotel:
We didn't go inside for "high tea" because Gregg doesn't really like scones... and I don't think we were up to the dress code. We did spend a day driving around to some the less civilized places on Vancouver Island:
On Friday 4/14 we took the Coho ferry from Victoria to Port Angeles. There we stopped by this waterfall/trail near Crescent Lake before going to Fort Worden at Port Townsend for my family reunion:
I decided not to take any pictures during Spring Thaw. But it was a the usual stuff... Pizza at Piecora's on Thursday, tours around the city on Friday, boat cruise through the locks on Saturday, banquet and contest on Saturday night, brunch on Sunday. A little different this year was a "private party" at the Hengst Studio (the place under the freeway where naked yoga was). It was good to have a nice and frisky event that wasn't held at a bar. About 250 guys were registered for Spring Thaw.
Besides being too fat and burned out, things are going well for me. Work continues to give me paychecks twice a month, but someday that gravy train is going to be derailed. Gregg is getting frustrated teaching because the administration is changing the curriculum again -- so all the time he has spent preparing lesson plans and science experiment labs during these two previous years in middle school, won't get to be used any more.
I may never get to live in Palm Springs, so I finally had some palms trees planted in my yard. They are just tiny of course... and will take years to get even up to 8 feet. I don't have pictures of the finished project, but here is the new top soil sitting in the drive way and the plants still in buckets:
Keep in touch Terry. You are a special to me.