Veteran’s Day is celebrated today in the U.S. It is a day to thank and remember veterans and those who are currently serving in our armed forces. They have given much to preserve the freedoms we enjoy today. And I pray that we never take those rights for granted.
This barn had a dusting of our recent snow. And it appeared to be growing out of the brambles that surround it.
I may have posted a shot of this barn before. I’m not sure. But there it was. And there I was.
I came across this sunflower a couple of weeks ago. Doesn’t it seem to be mourning the end of summer?
Winter arrived early. Last week, in fact. It snowed early Friday morning, all the way down to sea level, though most lowlanders got a mere dusting. And it snowed again on Sunday morning. The mountains are well dusted. A friend tells me that this is the earliest Sequim has gotten snow in 45 years.
Whether there’s snow accumulating, melting, or just dusting the ground I can attest that it’s been plenty cold.
These birds are the right size and shape to qualify as robins. The color isn’t what I’d expect but the warm glow of sunset may have something to do with that. They were both happy to give me their best profile.
Fruitcake season is again upon us. Dear husband couldn’t be happier. This is his nectar of the gods, the key to his tolerance of the holidays. He began looking for it at Costco weeks ago and came home jubilant the day he finally found it. Without telling me what he was talking about he started the conversation with, “They make 911 of them every year.” Me: “Uhm, 911 of what?” Him: “Fruitcakes! So I’m not the only one who loves it! They make 911 and they sell out every year!”
He believes there should be more fruitcake in the world. He’s twice suggested to That Takes the Cake that they should make fruitcake cupcakes. They’ve humored him but it’s not looking like it’s going to be part of their business plan anytime soon.
In the meantime our routine is the same every year. I hide the fruitcake. He gets a piece a week. If we didn’t have a rationing plan the darned thing would disappear within a couple of days. Or maybe less. We do the same with my peppermint bark. It’s under lock and key. You’d think a couple of adults could exercise some restraint, wouldn’t you?