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pictures, San Juan Island

i think he's really yelling about something. as well as standing in a pile of rabbit poo.


behind me are the...something or other mountains. I'm holding onto the kids way too tight, i have a fear of heights. its 22nd on the list.
maia and stella do NOT have afear of heights. They are climbing up a pretty steep hill...they made it to the top and i promptly shrieked.

San Juan Island

After thanksgiving, we took ourselves on a mini vacation to the San Juan Islands. Up oh so close to Canada, the islands are a haven for, pretty much everything beautiful. We drove a few hours up to Anacortes, where we hopped on a ferry which trolled us through the islands, in a veil of fog. I can't word here how beautiful it was. Of course my freaking compulsive mind was working over time to figure if this was in fact the place my soul is being pulled to, if this could be my perfect utopia. When i finally shut up, i shore enjoyed the view! We got to Friday Harbor, and after meeting some sweet people who's sister ran a Hostel on the Island, we ventured via their directions to a cute hostel complete with driftwood bunkbeds. I highly recommend this version of accomodations. If any of yous other staters come to visit us, we are going there.
The first evening we headed out to the"English camp". Apparently back in the day there was a little war...or battle on the island, to claim it for either the new america or canada. It was called the "Pig War" because the only casualty was a local pig. That's my kind of war. It was all resolved in some peaceful way (probably over tea, in the English garden) and we all get to enjoy the island that was not ravaged by fighting. Anyway, we hiked and watched the sunset and felt happy.
The next day I was pretty intent on seeing some whales and would have gladly swum nekked in freezing waters if told that's what i had to do...well, i was at least hoping to get into a kayak. Since it was winter, most of the outfitters were closed, not many tourists willing to swim in freezing waters apparently...what's wrong with them? So, instead we toured the island, stopping at many a beach. Have i mentioned that maia is never so happy as when he is on a beach, or in the snow? A snowy beach is probably his perfect place. He's scandinavian.
All the while, i scanned the waters, as this is prime whale watching waters. There is a resident pod of Orcas that splash around, and in spring and summer one can see gray whales and orcas migrating through the waters. I squinted and scanned, saw a porpoise and a sea otter. lots of driftwood that i wanted to claim whalish. It wasn't quite my time yet...but it was beautiful. Looking over the water one sees...Canada. aaaaaahhhhh.

Thanksgiving.

Since its been years since i've gotten to this...hmmm. ain't we all as busy as ever? what happened to the days of sprawling in the grass to see the sky? now it seems we can't see the sky for the roof over our heads...and lets work too hard to keep it there. the point is, i'm gonna start back at Thanksgiving, and work my way up to the present. It's been some good months.
Thanksgiving was complete with dancing and puppet shows, lots and lots of food, muscle contests, music...all the good stuff. I learned that
having an organic turkey is not as important as having a free range one. thanks to our resident organics prefessional (Brenda) i learned that the "hormones" in the non- organic poultry are not able to transfer to humans...its the hormones fed to beef that are more dangerous (Brenda, make sure i'm correct again!) and that the thing to watch for is the antibiotics in poultry- simply because, you know, they increase our resistance to antibiotics in general. so there, little lesson we all know.