Nancy & Rick on Hurricane Ridge |
Since before I even left Sacramento, family, friends and I had already begun to look forward to visiting me in Washington state. The first of my friends to visit me happened this week when Rick & Nancy, friends of mine for decades, popped by. They were on the return end of a sojourn north to Coeur d'Alene Idaho to visit family, and were headed back to California. The excitement of seeing my Sacto friends & the thrill of getting my recently furbished guest room occupied at last.
Side note here, I having just arrived home from my trip to Utqiaġvik, was shocked to find whilRick walking Lady Chori |
The Olympics, which do not include gymnastics, fencing or equestrian events |
Myself, I go up there frequently in my ever futile search for the Brown-crowned Rosy-Finch. Alas! No Rosy-Finches, but many Mule Deer up and down the mountainside plus one surprise.
View from Hurricane Ridge Visitor Center, down hill to where an adorable polka dot grazed in the grass.
Avalanche Lilies |
It was wonderful having my buds visit. As in days of yore, we enjoyed group prep of food and surprising each other with various dishes, most notably breakfasts and dinners. Rick made a tasty chicken enchilada dish which I suspect will be duplicated on Flown Piggies Farm in future. Was totally bummed to see them drive off into the sunset, so to speak, but I'll see them again, and there will be others, Covid willing.