The two activities this week were: 1 – a visit to the community of Hutterite Brethren Marlin; the last being the common name of Krupp, WA., and 2 – a dinner at CWU to honor the top students of the College of the Sciences. Geography is one of the named departments and because I donate a bit of money for awards, I get invited to such things. This year the geography students will learn of their award on June 3rd at a 5:30 gathering with food and picture taking ceremony.
The Tuesday visit to the Hutterite community was a trip via the EBRG Adult Activity Center (AAC). We left at 8 AM and got back at 3:40 PM. This community raises potatoes for bulk sale and has a large herd of dairy cows. There are many communities in the USA and Canada. Given an opportunity, I recommend a visit.
In a straight line from my place the distance is 70 miles. Actual road distance is about 110 miles.
Saturday I had lunch in EBRG with Kathy and Fran. They brought a horse to an EBRG area trainer and then we met at a restaurant called The Porch. If the weather stays nice I’ll visit them next Saturday — just 23 miles south of Tacoma. I don’t look forward to the traffic and will try to use rural roads as much as possible.
Keeping Track
on the Naneum Fan
John
Flowers are looking nice and the region’s millions of apple trees are now blooming. WA produces too many. Buy apples!






Us old folks have completed about 3 acres and son Dylan has been at it too. He works in the Pinot Noir section while we do all the rest. He has pruned about 4 acres to our 3.5. There is another 10 acres that we will do over the next four weeks. This week a small ground-hugging white flower bloomed. The vines are still dormant. A few early blossoming trees are about to break buds. There is much activity on the farming, orchards, and ranch lands. That’s March in Central Washington State.
The first winter of using the wood stove I didn’t realize the consequence of keeping the screen clean. The house filled with smoke and gases. Now I take a wire brush to it about once a month. Mine looks something like this, except after 7 years of use, it is blackened.
Those of mine that still require a personal touch have already jumped. Now it is ice cream time.
Seeds that get dropped to the ground are not enough to keep the doves around.
