the days on lummi island drift by in a blue haze. it is quiet here.
we walked in a field of lavender
made garlands out of buttercups
bought some brown sugar shortbread & raspberries at the island farmer’s market
picked our way down mossy paths, past berry batches
found a letterpress shop in bellingham
drove to birch bay
and glen echo botanical gardens
were serenaded by a nice man with a panflute
watched a pretty doe raise up on her hind legs and pull plums out of the trees in front of the cottage.
found the island library picked up a few $1 books at the sale
being from the great plains, sister likes to go check the beach 20 or 30 times a day.
yesterday i locked us out of the cottage! carol scrambled up a step stool and somehow managed to get in a window i’d left open. wish you could have seen her going in head first. feet and legs kicking wildly in the air then gradually lowering into the open window. if by myself i would have just had to camp out for the night outside till help arrived. would NOT have been able to heave myself over the threshold of that window. sister to the rescue!