The start of something new.
Looking back I already have several pictures of Coopers Hawks hanging out in our back yard, but it never gets old for us. They're such beautiful creatures, and to see them and how big they are in person is something pictures will never do justice.
A Sunday tradition, strawberry smoothies, breakfast, and a crossword puzzle. The ol' Osterizer, once used by my parents, given to me when I went co college, and still all these years later blending it up.
We have two cute visitors tonight, no doubt scrounging through the cast-off bird seed. They're just as welcome as any other critter, but I think we'll keep our distance on this one.
Due to the aforementioned big radio tower, these signs are all over. Well, if I grow a third arm I'll know why!
Seeing butterflies in the back yard never gets old. This one was huge, about the size of my open hand.
I played the original Stalker many moons ago and it was a solid but quirky game by a small studio out of the Ukraine. It has quite a cult following so many were excited about the sequel finally coming out. I got it mostly to support a Ukrainian - well, anything. It was much like it predecessor, solid but quirky. Though this time a little more on the annoying side, mostly due to some poor enemy AI. They could see you from miles off and very often you'd be getting attacked and have no idea by who or from where which got old quick. Still, Slava Ukraini!
We bought Bridger a cooling mat for her birthday, Casie sent us this picture showing she actually likes using it, so that's nice! You never know with kids these days.
Rowan sent me a link to the game he was part of making for his college project. It's called the Most Epicest Snowball Fight Every!! yes,m with two exclamation marks. Cute game, solid mechanics, I look forward to what he does next.
And just like that, the trip was over. We turned in our Subaru and got to Portland Airport for the flight home.
Rachel and Will came by and we had a great time over diner. It's so nice to get to spend time with family we don't get to see very often, and not nearly often enough.
We needed some ice cream for the upcoming dinner party, so John and I headed out in the beloved blue Bronco with the roof down. I can see why he likes it so much! Almost tempting enough to test my Jeep loyalty.