Daughter D'lish

I've been lucky in having a sumptuous visit from my daughter Deva this summer. She came out from Brooklyn at the end of July and will be here, with her little dog Boo, staying at my house in the Burg until I leave for France on Sept 9 and even after I come back in October, as she's decided to stay around California for awhile.

We went up to LC's for berry picking at the patch down the road

and made a very berry pie.

Dee and Boo got to come to the B'day dessert buffet that the Scrambled Eggs, my writers group, threw for me in my own backyard.

Then the Dear Daughter took me out to the Ravenous Cafe for a birthday dinner. We rode there on our bikes. As we were going out the back way to saddle up for the ride home, three gentlemen at the backyard bar offered us a nightcap (we declined) and sang a chorus of Happy Birthday.

And we spent four relaxing days together at our favorite cabins on the Eel River...

but those are pictures for another day.

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WillBe Writers Camp

Just back from the northlands of Washington state and from ten days of writing, reading, listening at the Whidbey Writers Workshop. I had the working camera, so I promised my traveling companion LC that I would post some pictures starting today.

Strait of Juan de Fuca

One evening after dinner at the workshop, LC, CW and I walked up to the lighthouse at Camp Casey and along the bluff looking out onto the strait just before dusk. Wikipedia tells us: "The Strait of Juan de Fuca is a large body of water about 95 miles (153 km) long forming the principal outlet for the Georgia Strait and Puget Sound, connecting both to the Pacific Ocean. It provides part of the international boundary between the United States and Canada." Here's a map to put it into context.

With the wide blue waterscape spread out before us, it seemed like we were walking along the edge of the world.

It has been a long summer vacation from ye blogge. I will try to fill you in with pictures over the next week or so.

Bisous,

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