3/14
It may be Pi Day, but this bad boy doesn’t want any part of no four and twenty.
It may be Pi Day, but this bad boy doesn’t want any part of no four and twenty.
A couple Brants and a freight train passing through Edmonds last month.
It didn’t take very long.
Slurp! Red duckweed! Yummy!
Dive! Dive! Dive!
Coming up for air!
Since you might have missed getting to church on time this morning, what with that inconvenient time change and all, we’d like to help you fill that devotional deficit with the organ stylings of Lorin Whitney accompanied by the bird calls of whistler Ralph Platt.
Dawn patrol over the refuge.
The home improvement projects never end!
Dudes hanging out at Union Bay last month.
How long has it been since we featured an American Robin? Too long!
The package of cold medicine said, ‘Do not operate heavy machinery when using this drug.” My iPad weighs scarcely a pound so I figured it would be OK. Those mis-dated posts you’ve been receiving suggest it was not. But before I fell ill I visited the Edmonds Pier.