The Canadian geese come every morning to feed in the pasture and watch the people.
As we pause to observe them, we notice how some jockey for position and interact with other members of the flock. In late afternoon, they float at the water's edge to watch people again.
Far across Fidalgo Bay we see sailboats every afternoon, moving but not going very far; perhaps they are at anchor and merely reacting to the pleasant breeze.
I should be the envy of my sister Meryl, as I gather blackberries from the vines on Thompson Trail near the entrance to the RV park. The growth is taller than I, so I am able to leave plenty for the birds.
Tonight's dessert is strawberry Jell-O with blueberries from Hurst's Berry Farm in Oregon and chopped Washington cherries, saving the blackberries for ice cream. Or maybe breakfast.................
Willie of Walldog, Willie and Jake