A doe living in the neighborhood has her tongue constantly hanging out like it has a wire holding it in that position. She seems healthy but a friend said she wouldn’t live long. Locals claim she has lived in this neighborhood for years and always has babies tagging along. A whole herd came by the window last night, a four point buck, a two point buck, a couple of does and two sets of twin fawns. The fawns are losing their spots. Time is marching on.
You haven’t lived until you’ve walked the Uptown Street Fair and listened to the Pt. Townsend Summer Band. Tents were filled with unusual crafts, paintings and photography. Fish tacos, sausage, and biscuit hamburgers tempted the palate. While tourists attended, I felt that most of them were neighbors just out for the day enjoying the sunshine and laughter. The kids loved the on-site craft creating and sidewalk pastel sketching.
From itty-bitty babies to grandmaw and grandpaw, people were dressed up in outlandish clothes and wigs of bright green, purple, and pink. Their eclectic and colorful parade was two blocks long and included a huge unicycle and a group of belly dancers shimmying their way along with bangles and beads Everyone marched in front of the Uptown Theatre which is less than a half block from my room.
I went to this historic 1897 theatre the next afternoon to see Eat, Pray, Love, with Julia Roberts. I couldn’t say a whole lot for the story line but everybody should have a delightful belly laugh like Julia Roberts. That may have been worth the entire fee.
An “Edible Seaweed” program was presented at the Fort Worden Marine Science Center this week. I’m not sure Grace went, but she did peruse the shoreline for edible seaweed last week, cleaned it, soaked it, and prepared it for eating. It didn’t taste too bad but I’m not planning to add it to my diet anytime soon.
And I forgot to tell you about seeing a booth with wind chimes at the Coupville Arts and Crafts Fair a week ago. The host looked very familiar. It was the Tinkler Winkler man I mentioned in the third blog of my 2009 tent/car loop around the country. We met at an ocean-front campground in California where he was collecting driftwood to make the Tinkler Winkler wind chimes. It’s a small….
Lynn’s little boat is still awaiting repairs so we might not get to experience navigating the waves but I could see the memories it held. Lynn and her guy were full-time boaters for many years, then full-time RVers. Lynn and Grace and Chris, have lived full and interesting lives seeing the world from a different angle than most of us only dream of. And I have no regrets either. God Bless until next time.
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At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”