Birch Bay

No particular reason for this. I feel like writing but the evening has gotten away from me as it often does during the time of year known as “Daylights Savings Time,” or as i call it, “FUCKING DAYLIGHTS SAVINGS TIME!”

As such, i’m just going to leave this pic. It’s from where i live- Birch Bay, WA. This particular driftwood is fascinating to me. It’s the corkscrew pattern of the wood. I can’t say that I’ve ever seen a tree in the wild like that so it makes me wonder what this beauty looked like when it was alive. Given its size and weight, i wouldn’t be surprised if this thing washed ashore decades, if not more than a century ago.

It’s a nice place to stop now and then and just enjoy the moment… until the tourists show up, which is going to be in a few weeks. Until then, have your moment of zen along with me.

p.s. I’ll have to work on linking the pic so that it refers to the full sized version of it. No time for that now because of FUCKING DAYLIGHTS SAVINGS TIME!

quick note

Hi. I’m tinkering with a new template and the interface for modifying it is vastly different than what i’m used to. I’ll keep tweaking it but in the meantime, things are likely to look a bit garish around here for a while.

-s.

Saying goodbye to a friend | part two

Two Saturdays ago, along with about two hundred other people, had a memorial for the life of Barbara Cramer. A lot of people shared their stories which is probably the biggest reason why i went. I wanted to hear the voices of others that knew and loved Barbara. I think the most remarkable thing was this thread that wove itself into everyone’s story – when you spoke to Barb, she was there. She was genuinely there with you to listen, to talk to you and to enjoy that moment.

In other words, she was sincere. She was genuine.

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