I don’t love walls but I do love bridges so I had to share a few favorites for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge.
I’ll start in my home state of Washington and move down the coast.
First up is the Vantage Bridge carrying Interstate 90 across the mighty Columbia River near the town of Vantage and George (yes, there is a George, Washington!)
Moving south but still crossing the Columbia at its mouth, is the Astoria-Megler Bridge connecting Washington to Oregon at the historic city of Astoria.
In California I have two bridges to show you. First up the San Francisco – Oakland Bay Bridge connecting, you guessed it, San Francisco to Oakland, and more often simply called the Bay Bridge.
Next door is that other bridge you may have heard of – San Francisco’s Golden Gate.
Bridges – still better than walls.
Three years ago I mustered up the courage to start this blog ~ with a little help from my feline friends! Since then the forest in back is gone, the sweet Benji has come to join us, but otherwise much remains the same. Here’s the first story from Tiger in case you missed it. 🙂
This is the first installment of our new blog and I appreciate Sue for letting me have the first few words. As you can tell by my picture I am a handsome fellow.
That’s why she picked me out of the line up at the cat jail. Okay, so it really wasn’t a jail. They called it a cat hotel (without check out privileges I guess you could say.) Either way, it was my green eyes that saved me and my brother Shadow from spending the rest of our lives there. Only I wasn’t Tiger then, I was Miracle. And Shadow was Brother Love (I kid you not.)
Bob and Sue were so kind to rescue us from our sheltered life and let us live with them in a nice big house, surrounded by luscious trees and thick forest with lots of little critters (who don’t stand a chance, by…
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As long as I’ve had a garden it has included Lady’s Mantle. Not for its flowers, tiny and yellow, appearing like clouds atop its stems. Not for its fragrance – there is none – or its medicinal uses – there are many.
I grow the plain and hearty plant year after year just so I can see it after a rain. Or with the morning dew as I found it this morning.
I was completely dazzled at the Tulip Festival this week and thought I’d share a few more pictures I took at Roozengaarde Farms.
According to their website, “William Roozen emigrated from Holland in 1947 with years of experience in the bulb industry and started a bulb farm on five acres of land. Today, Roozengaarde is the largest flower bulb grower in North America with more than 1000 acres of tulip and daffodil fields located in the Skagit Valley.”
I was happy to visit during their peak bloom under mostly sunny skies.
An early story from Benji on Smorgasbord ~ he’s still soaring! 🙂
Welcome to the third post from the archives of Susanne Swanson who shares something short and sweet this week….
In my dreams I soar by Susanne Swanson
This is Benji and I am not what you call a big cat. From the beginning they called me the runt of the litter. (No thank you for that.) Sue even still doubts my birthday. Much too small to be that old she said to the vet who readily agreed.
But when I am asleep I show them all wrong. In my dreams I soar!
Hello! This is Susanne. After years of working in accounting and technology where rules are clear and numbers add up, I decided to explore the other side where roads are meant to be traveled, memories unfurl slowly and cats have been known to talk.
In my blog you will meet my two favorite felines…
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Yes indeed. The Tulip Festival in the Skagit Valley is in full swing and the fields were an explosion of color yesterday and we were happy to visit under mostly sunny skies without rain or mud in this so very rainy month of April.
And though it is impossible to properly convey the glory of the place it’s fun to try. And so without further adieu here are some pictures from the fields and display gardens of Roozengaarde.
As always I took far too many pictures and will likely share a few at a time in future posts – because, why not?