A Different Perspective

I'm back on the island - the outside was wonderful to visit but it was nice to be home. The folks at the Seattle office made me feel right at home from the moment I arrived and we got done all we needed to and had a little fun besides - thank Josh and Cindy for everything!

Friday afternoon I got a rental and drove over to Kennewick to meet my sister at my niece's place. Maya and Rachel, thanks for hosting our quick little reunion - Rachel, thanks for making me feel so at home (again) and your efforts in the kitchen! Sis and family it was great to see you, even if it was quick - love you all.

It was a bit surreal being outside - endless choices, everyone scurrying around. Just driving on the freeway at 70 mph was strange after 6 months out here, never really driving faster than 30. Winter came to the island while I was gone in the form of a few inches of snow and while Chico and I walked along the river bank right after I arrived home I looked at the bald eagle on top of the power pole, listened to the ducks making a fuss by the river mouth, and watched a crab boat in the channel - Seattle seemed like a million miles away . . . .

I like the rock in the picture - it is on the beach at Summer's Bay and it is only about 8 inches tall but I am lying on my belly in the sand making it appear much larger at first glance - a different perspective . . . .