Baby Bird Nerd and Other Sightings

We were walking on this just hours before. These were our front deck joists after Mike removed the decking. He was on the other end when these collapsed. These five joists (16 foot 2x10s), some railing, and a few miscellaneous pieces of wood were so soaked with water they weighed 800 pounds at the transfer station. There were huge patches of white rot and little hemlock saplings growing from them.

Babies love forts. LLSS spent many hours trying to convince Trucker that cats like them too and should spend a good part of the day doing as babies command. He did sneak in there when she went out to play, but made for a quick departure when she came back in.

This is how our baby sleeps: with no covers and a little light reading. Yep, that's an Alaskan Bird field guide. Yesterday before her nap, I heard, "Bird, bird, eagle, bird, bird, owl, owl, owl, bird, bluebird, bird, heron...." We're blaming it on Auntie Sarah, or "Aunt Sissy" as LLSS calls her, the adult version of the bird nerd.

A quick glimpse into the serious business of Poker Night at our house...

This is spinach I collected from the garden and used to make some baby-approved scrambled eggs. I washed and chopped the spinach, added it to a hot skillet with about a tablespoon of olive oil, and wilted it. Then I added a mixture of four eggs, a chopped clove of garlic, milk, cilantro (also from the garden), and some extraordinary smoked king salmon from Bridget and Randy. I managed to capture this "before" photo and one during the cooking process that doesn't appear too appetizing, but none of the final product. It received a "More Eggs" rating from LLSS and entertained Sally for several minutes.


Trailer for Sale or Rent

Well, not rent. That would be too easy. We are busily trying to promote the positives of trailer living with an ocean view to any permanent employee of the Forest Service so we can sell this thing before we leave. The pressure to sell a house in not-so-positive economic times is a bit stressful. It is keeping Little Lovey Sweet Sweet up at night. Well, maybe it is keeping me up. That, and all the little details that need to be taken care of before the move, such as, when am I going to make those two gallons of frozen berries into jam?
Speaking of jam, here is the last batch I made: rhubarb-red huckleberry. It is delicious.

And here is a picture of LLSS enjoying the new bench her daddy made for her. Picnics outside are always so nice. I imagine we will be doing this much more often in Idaho.