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Winter prep

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on November 10, 2012 by David Wiggs

Today we turned the gardens under in prep for the winter and cut the grass for the last time this year. The weather app says 37 as the sun disappears from a rare sunny November day.

Two full bowls of potatoes a bunch of carrots and some puny peppers that tried are our reward for a day outside.

The storm windows freshly painted go back up tomorrow with the help of some friends then we settle in for the long slog to May.

Winters in the PNW can be tough especially if you don’t learn to live out in it. This year there’ll be no downhill skiing for me because I’m recovering from back surgery from mid-August; so it’ll have to try snow shoeing and maybe the first time on cross country skis. Should be a fun way to get back in shape.

Wish us luck til Spring!

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Wonderful Feb

Posted in Uncategorized on February 21, 2009 by David Wiggs

We’ve just wrapped up a week of no rain, lots of sun, very little clouds and 50+ degree weather.

So what did I do?  Move 12 yards of dirt to start a garden.  A rather ambishious feat since we’ve never grown anything in our lives.  It’s in 3 seperate plots and totals about 360 square feet.

We must be nuts.  Or love veggies.

Guess our summer 09 will be spent weeding!img_1481

Funk # 2009

Posted in Uncategorized on January 31, 2009 by David Wiggs

Wow, the year has started in earnest.  I looked up and it’s almost February.

Everywhere I look are closings, layoffs and sliding account values.  It looks dismal.  But this is no time to get mired in the funk.  We’ve got to keep our heads up and pushing forward.  If you listen to the prognosticators of doom your enegy will be sapped.  Leaving you no energy for what has to be done.

Instead I, for one, will focus on what’s good and positive.  Look for possibilty and progress not what I can’t do but what I can.

That’s how my year is going to go.

How about yours?

2008 Recap

Posted in Uncategorized on December 24, 2008 by David Wiggs

F the AFA

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on December 23, 2008 by David Wiggs

What’s the American Family Ass. doing reading the Advocate anyway?  Screw them.  This ad is the most innocuous thing I’ve ever seen.  Portraying a happy family, what a crime.

http://adage.com/article?article_id=133457

First snow of the season.

Posted in Uncategorized on December 14, 2008 by David Wiggs

Well, it’s officially here.  Winter.  A full 8 days early!  Ok, it was really only about an inch and a half.  But in places, we had two inch drifts!  I’m NOT kidding.

I love how things slow down when it snows.  The world goes quiet.  The fireplaces roar to life.  Coffee pots are cranked up to maximum capacity.  And, in our house, at least, cocooning!  Long days reading.  Scoot chairs closer to the fire, wrap up, and watch the world go by.

I’m exhausted.  Time for a nap.

Mary,full of grace.

Posted in Uncategorized on December 10, 2008 by David Wiggs

Our neighbor, Mary Lea Burden, passed away last night–much to our shock. 

We are terribly sad today to look over at her kitchen window and know she is gone.  Together we had revived an old tradition she had had with her longtime neighbor, Sam, whose house we now occupy, of looking for each other through our windows and waving hello.  If we forgot to raise our bedroom shade, the next time she saw us she’d ask if we were OK.  She was just like that–thoughtful.  Sweet.  The Grandmother we had been without for too long.

She was grace.  And class.  And pride.

Mary was of that generation where you wore nice clothes to run errands.  She delighted in her daily walks.  And her geramiums.  And her tomatoes.  We introduced her to pesto.  She brought us slices of pie from the church bake sale.   We had a beer together at our favorite watering hole.  A sweet, symbiotic relationship–the way neighbors used to be.  And I miss her already. 

Even our cat, Charles, had a special relationship with Mary.  He wanted to live at her house.  So often he would go over and sit at her door and meow, wanting to be let in.  And he did sneak in one day.  But more often than not, Mary would see him and come sit on the porch steps to give him his required attention.  She thought he was a girl, but Charles didn’t seem to mind.

This summer, when we painted our picket fence, Mary insisted on helping.  I had been threatening to start for a week and she looked for me out the window several days in a row.  When she saw the supplies come out of the garage, she was out the door–paintbrush in hand.  She confided later that she was happy to see me rent the power sprayer to do the second coat.  Some of us just take longer to come to solutions–she knew it all along.

Doing a favor for Mary, was like pulling teeth.  We’d head to the grocery store and call to see if she needed anything and she’d say no.  Then the next day we’d spy her coming in the door with a shopping bag.  Gradually, we wore her down and she’d let us pick up the occasional item.  That insistence on doing for herself kept her going.  Gave her something to look forward to.  And kept us in awe.

We will miss her greatly.