down on wetness in the boat, I do another load of laundry eliminating the soggy piles of clothes. We pull out of the lot right on time.
Traffic along the route into Seattle is moving but crowded. We call Ed and discover they got 2″ of rain last night. Nevertheless the roads are fine and we arrive in Orting a bit after noon.
As usual, we find grandson Cole is with his grandmother. What a changed little man he is! When we last saw him he was just having his first food and could not sit. Now he is gobbling jars of baby food, sitting up and rolling around on his own. He is only days away from crawling with walking not far in the future. He used to look like the Pillsbury Dough Boy but has now lengthened out and slimmed down. The only place he still has real “baby fat” is in his cubby checks!
Ed and Diana have spent more of the summer away than usual – starting with our trip down the Snake and Columbia Rivers. Their garden has suffered for it and Diana is now trying to plan some remedies for problems with their apple trees. She’s also thinking about weeds and plans for next year. In between, she is dealing with this year’s crop of blueberries, apples, tomatoes, cabbage, and zucchini. There’s no getting around it, gardens are a lot of work; especially when you factor in the using and preserving of the crop itself. It really makes me appreciate how amazing modern life is with so many of us spending almost zero time on the basic survival need of obtaining food – something most animals spend almost all their time doing.
We get the boat parked, re-inflate tubes, re-hang the surround in the cockpit and settle in for a good, quiet sleep.
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