Back home.
Back where regular gas is $3.35, not $4.05 a gallon.
Back where the high temperatures are in the 90s, not the 70s.
Back where there are a couple DD in town, not an espresso hut every 100 yards.
Back where I can watch the FRS lose in prime time, not the middle of the afternoon.
Back to work.
Lime Kiln Trail
Purple Bells
Lime Kiln
Guarding the Strait of Juan de Fuca
One of the Many Nearly Tame Deer We Saw
Admiralty Head Lighthouse
Deception Pass Bridge
Picnic
The Trail to the Ice Caves
Maddie in the Grass
Kids at the Playground
Lighthouse
Ferry
And to welcome us, Donna’s brother and family arranged a party for us. Not really, it just happened that a local church was having a festival in the park practically next door to their house. With Bouncy Houses!
As usual with a vacation trip, there are tons of stories to tell and not enough time to tell them. I’ll try and create some draft posts with titles that will hopefully spur an actual post when we do get some down time or when we get back home.