Wednesday wanderings

Now before you get all riled up thinking that "Oh no, is she going to title every blog with the day of the week?" let me assure you that no, I will not be doing such a thing.  Well, the jury's still out on that.  Do you think I would run out of words that begin with the first letter of every day?  I might eventually switch to phrases.

But today is about wanderings.  This morning I wandered down to Seattle with my friend who was picking up her daughter from the airport, which we did just fine.  However, upon leaving the airport, we couldn't get into the proper lane to exit to I-5 northbound, so we did a bit of wandering on 405 instead.  South, I might add.  Oopsiedoodle! Don't ask me how far out of the way we went, because I can't remember!  Suffice it to say that we ended up having to wander west off an exit which put us on another road.  Hrm.  Oh yes--E.Valley Road, wherever the heck that is, then we took a left at my friend's daughter's advice (she was tired from her flight but didn't dare close her eyes til we were safely northbound on I-5!) and found the exit for 405 north.  Woohoo!  Off we wandered---all the way to Everett, where we knew there would be a hookup for the interstate and the tired girl in the backseat could finally get some shuteye.  We did a bit more wandering on the way home--into Taco Bell for one person's taste, and Subway for the other two.  After getting back to Lynden, I had to feed my car at the Safeway fuel pumps or she'd never get me home.  Upon arriving at the farm, I noted my in-laws' white van parked in the driveway, so I got out and wandered back to the garden where they were planting seed.  That was a nice bit of wandering because with 70-foot rows, I got to stretch my legs!  The last bit of wandering that I intend to do today is to my bed!

Tuesday thoughts

Swivel chairs are great.  Especially on wood floors:)  My eight-month-old granddaughter spent a recent Saturday with us and one of her accoutrements included a walker.  Oh my, did she and Grammy have fun!  We would race from one end of the house to the other--she in her walker and me in my green swivel chair.  I knew she was enjoying this activity because at one point I had returned to the front room and was peeking out from behind the piano.  Little Missy was leaning sideways to see around the corner and a grin split her little face when she espied me:)  She also crinkles up that cute little nose, pants and waves her little arms up and down when she's excited about something.  Like magazines on the coffeetable---yummy things to chew on!

Chickens are funny critters.  I have a baker's dozen and when I let them out in the afternoon to free-range, they make a beeline for the birdfeeder which is placed in front of the living room window.  Hens really do look like a bunch of little old ladies hitching up their skirts as they run.  Rudy the rooster, of course, follows along at a more leisurely pace.  Personally, I think it's because he is trying to avoid being henpecked.

Halfway through June already, can you believe it?  And my summer is already starting to fill up with plans:  a trip to Yellowstone NP for an early 80th birthday bash for my mom; my 11-year-old granddaughter coming for a long visit in July, then flying back to Oklahoma with her in August.  Then back to the farm to make apricot and peach jams--yum!  Last year was a banner year for fruits, but this spring has been so cold and wet that we won't have as many to choose from.  However, we should have more apples than last year's harvest.