Sunday, Sept 11
For Sept 10 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 4 hrs 15 min with AHI=0.24. Events: 1 H, 7 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 22 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 one blip to low 89, all rest above, with avg 93.2% and that’s marred by a spurious 80, caused when taking the oximeter off.
I saw John off at 6:00 a.m. and stayed up to do things. Before feeding two kitties who arrived at the front door for their morning food, I saw the two fawns (now without spots) in the front with their mom, so I grabbed my camera.
Mom out front (on the right of both photos) with twin fawns, no longer with spots.
Been finishing chores around the house, washed a huge load of dishes, spent time on the phone with my neighbor, Louaine, time on email, and time on music.
I finally sent all the pictures from Clare’s 90th birthday party to her email. I called Monday morning to alert her and that I would see her tomorrow night at Hearthstone. 🙂
Bridge near the Middle Fork trail head.
We had a late supper, after John made it back safely from his day’s work on the trail, at the Middle Fork of the Snoqualmie River.
Monday, Sept 12
For Sept 11. Reported figures. Time on 8 hrs 24 min with AHI=0.36. Events: 3 H, 10 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 22 L/min). Oximetry: Good night.
I fed the cats their morning vittles. We both were working early on our computers, and John finally just went back out for yard chores. I get to work on house chores. He came in and fixed Nachos for lunch.
Worked up the song, On the Sunny Side of the Street; one of the hardest songs I have ever entered into our repertoire. Ended up putting in different chords for the key of C, and then changing to G, and lowering an octave. I hope this works. It is going to be difficult for some of our chord players, I’m afraid, but at least I think most people know the song.
John is back out moving rocks, this time, from out where the logs came through the fence. He is slowly digging a shallow trench around the house, filling with rocks, and covering with gravel (recycled concrete). This will pack hard and be a wheel-chair route to the den and eating area. He hopes this will be a selling point at some future date. It consumes a lot of rocks too, of which we have many, being situated on an alluvial fan.
I cleaned more dishes, did some bill paperwork, called about subscriptions at a savings through the College Publishing sales, and finished more music corrections.
Tuesday, Sept 13
For Sept 12 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 6 hrs 16 min with AHI=0.00. Events: 1 CSR, 0 H, 8 RERA. Small acceptable leaks. Off at 5:30, another 2 hrs sleep. Oximetry: SpO2 one blip to low 89, all rest above 90, with avg 92.8% all night.
I had to take my morning pills at 9:15 before leaving for a physical therapy appointment.
I missed the retired geographers’ meeting to get to my morning appointment, earlier than usual in my day. Then on to other Tuesday stops: Jeanne at Rehab with flowers for her 87th birthday (yesterday), Bi-Mart to check number, Hospice Friends to sign paperwork for a friend, by Carole’s for cat food, on up Water to home for a fast lunch, and back on my second trip to town for Jazzercise.
I went back in for music at Hearthstone and took a 3-ring binder to a gal on the Buy Nothing site who requested it, and she met me there. We did not have a lot of people there – just our pianist, me on fiddle, and 3 other singers. I sing and play. The group is The Connections, and the type of music is religious (old church anthems) and the audience has the lyrics. I came home by way of Dominoes and brought home for dinner a large 3-topping (all meat) pizza, and called John to have him cook mushrooms to put on it. He also had grated Cheddar cheese and Parmesan ready, and I added little tomatoes from our garden to my plate with one large piece of pizza. He freezes the leftovers by piece, and takes one for his lunch on his WTA work trips.
Wednesday, Sept 14
For Sept 13 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 8 hrs 12 min with AHI=0.37. Events: 1 CSR, 3 H, 1 PP, 18 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 18 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 had 2 blips below 88, all rest above, with 92.1% all night, affected by a spurious 79 from a finger change.
I stopped by to pick up Gloria to go to the Food Bank and to SAIL. I have to set up chairs because Bob will not be there. Thankfully, one of our singers, Richard, helped. We had a good bunch of appreciative audience members, and 6 regular members joined by Roger McCune in his retirement from directing the F.I.S.H. Food Bank for many years. It was nice to have him join our music group.
Gloria and I went to the Senior Center to our SAIL exercise class, and Evelyn (our banjo player) continued there as our leader for exercise. We had several new members and good attendance. After dropping off Gloria, I came home. We did stop at my bank to deposit and to cash some checks I had recently received.
I finally got out the count for tomorrow’s music players, and I will call and report the total chairs needed, in the morning.
I also succeeded in getting my PT appointments scheduled for the month of October. All on Tuesdays and Fridays, at 3:15, with Natalie, the owner.
Thursday, Sept 15
For Sept 14 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 7 hrs 23 min with AHI=0.54. Events: 1 CSR, 4 H, 2 PP, 15 RERA. Acceptable amt of leakage. Oximetry: I was unable to removed the oximetry with either program. I hope my oximeter is not broken. Update: it is working again, after restarting my computer and uploading the required updates.
Morning brunch was nice.
I picked up Gerald from RV Canopy Country on Dolarway just after 1:00 p.m., where he left his “new” truck to have its canopy installed. Fortunately, his son came and picked him up to take him back, because I had to go directly from music to a PT appointment on my shoulder.
We had only a few of us there: 2 guitars, a baritone mandolin, 2 fiddlers, and a flute (with her dancing little 3-year-old daughter. The room temperature was too warm and I had on a tank top under my blouse (for my PT follow-up), and the outside temperature was 86.
When I got to my appointment, I was too warm.
I made it there just at 3:15 p.m. and was happy to have a circulating fan blowing on me during my “warm-up” exercise. I had taken some pain pills prior to playing fiddle, but they didn’t seem to help either with the playing and certainly not with the 10-minute arm “cycle” workout, where I keep my feet stationary and use dual-moving handlebars for warming up my arm and shoulder muscles. Every movement hurt today, including the stretching sessions by my therapist.
Afterwards, I stopped by to water plants and pick up my friend’s mail.
Friday, Sept 16
For Sept 15 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 6 hrs 33 min with AHI=0.31. Events: 2 H, 13 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 22 L/min). I slept another 3 hrs w/o CPAP, but with oximeter. Oximetry: Cannot get SpO2 Review to work; via SleepyHead software, I could see the SpO2 dipped to the high 80s but most were above 90. I had no way to calculate avg % all night, without the SpO2 Review Report.
Haircut for me around the rural block at 1:00 p.m. (the round trip is not bad at 4.3 miles). I actually made it twice because as I was leaving, Celia gave me two jars of jelly, one blackberry & and the other mixed fruit. I have to eat blackberry jelly, because the seeds stick in my teeth. We have several cups of berries in the frig. I came home and John and I picked the rest of the ripe berries from our plants, and added those from our fridge. John also cut her some limbs of green cherry tomatoes at her request. She also gave me 3 ripe tomatoes from her sister’s garden, after hearing all we had were green ones.
John’s hair I hoped to do tonight, long overdue, but it will have to wait until another day. He’s out working on yard chores before the expected rain tomorrow after 11:00. The front moved in already, within sight. This will help slow a couple of fires in the mountains.
Checked on Annie’s meds for seizure. Ordered 90 tablets from Rite Aid. I’ll pick up soon.
I had a double pear, plum, peach, Ensure, protein, yogurt shake for lunch. For dinner, John fixed a hamburger with fried cauliflower, yellow squash, mushrooms, with Parmesan cheese and spices, served with 3 types of tomatoes.
Saturday, Sept 17
For Sept 9 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 5 hrs 29 min with AHI=0.18. Events: 1 CSR, 1 H, 11 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 10 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 one blip to low 89, all rest fine all night. A move to a different finger caused a spurious low, which affected the avg. % all night.
1:00 start: Big outside music session at Briarwood. Several of our group joined another group, called Heather & Sage. They have a bass fiddler, a banjo/guitar/Irish drum player, and two fiddlers. Our group had two guitars, two fiddlers, a mandolin, and a flute/penny whistle player. We made some pretty music for 2.5 hours with a break for lunch. (I had a half a Polish hotdog), but we missed getting a root beer float.
John and I went to a 90th birthday party for the father of friends, now living west of Yakima. I actually knew the parents before I met the kids through CWU. In the 1990s shortly after arriving in town, I was playing with our music group, Kittitas Valley Fiddlers & Friends, at the Senior Center for a Friday afternoon dance group. These folks were regular dancers there. Tonight was the 90th birthday bash for Grandpa Orcutt. Dinner was slow-roasted & smokey tender Tri-tip roast with side dishes and a big birthday cake with 90 candles, homemade ice cream, served with frozen fruit punch, if desired. Fruit was raspberries & blackberries in orange juice and something else.
Birthday cake celebration.
Connections are through two parts of the family we have been included in for many years, since the 1990s. You might guess there are lots of Orcutt family in the County. He worked on the big dams here in the West and then moved to a farm about 10 miles east of EBRG.
Suzy Orcutt West and Bob West and her dad and mom on the right. They had a large family of 12. Suzy we knew because Bob was my student in the 1990s (graduating from CWU Geography in 1997).
We joined the celebration.
The large party was held in a barn at one of their children’s homes, on the other side of the valley. We enjoyed the Harvest Moon on the way home, but I was unable to capture it on my camera. John said I would find a better rendition on the web. I would have loved to have had what we saw surrounded by clouds.
This is the closest I can come to the moon tonight in clouds. This is from the web from Dennis Doucet, taken in Japan. The only difference is that the clouds we saw our view through were rather spectacularly layered, horizontally. I thought too late I should have taken it with the video part of my camera rather than the still shot, which adjusts for darkness.

Sunday, Sept 18
For Sept 17 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 7 hrs 44 min with AHI=0.78. Events: 3 CSR, 5 H, 1OA, 2 PP, 11 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 10 L/min). Nothing to report on Oximetry as it was only on a couple hours, and nothing unusual happened.
Sad tale here: Until last fall Jerry and Janis Anderson lived down-ditch from us. She was one of the original “Rodeo Grandmas” of local, state, and even a bit of national fame.
Newspaper story prior to Rodeo
They moved a year ago. After being inducted into the Rodeo’s Hall of Fame this year, and speaking briefly, she was in a car with the one other surviving member of the group, Chloe Weidenbach, whom Nancy knows from her volunteering at the Food Bank. Janis complained of a severe headache and died shortly after at the local hospital from an aneurysm.
Janis Anderson’s celebration of life was today at the Kittitas County Events Center (aka Rodeo/Fairgrounds) with lunch and a beautiful program put together and presented by the family and friends. The large room (Teanaway) was packed. I arrived about 11:40 and left 3 hours later. The family served lunch with Janis’s Rodeo Beans recipe as the main course, along with Coleslaw, and a roll.
I made two more stops in town and came home.
Hope your week was fine.
Nancy and John
Still on the Naneum Fan
A gladiolus that matches her outfit and Tiara is not showing in the left picture of the vase. It’s behind the orange one. Look at the right photo, and see it. The Tiara was my gift from Kathryn Carlson last year on my birthday during our Buy Nothing Clothing Share. This seemed like an appropriate gift to Clare Panattoni today. The glads are in a vase given to me by Renee Moore (on the buy nothing site), just last week. I’m behind Clare. Thanks to Valerie a professional photographer at the party for taking our picture on my camera. It was a nice party her family put on for her. Gloria and I had a nice visit with a number of mutual friends there. The party was from 2:00 to 4:00, and we got there a little after it started and were near last leaving.
John, with a small rock in his left hand and a large rock-net (multi-person carrier) in his right, middle picture is lunch, and right photo is him with a colleague discussing the project.
Tonight, I decided to put blackberries on John’s piece of pie (he picked them today), and I don’t like the seeds, so I put all the juice on mine and cut up one of our purple plums for my topping. This was on a piece of key lime pie.
This was a selfie of the two of us, and John is talking to the lady in front of us who lives on the west side and he has visited her (to pick Blueberries) house with the groom’s mom.
There are a few wild purple Asters blooming and some non-blooming Ragweed. The Rabbit bushes are abundant and the bees are all over them. Thus, that’s our vote. 
Todd is the chair of Political Science at CWU there for 20 years and wife Kathy I got to know independently through my SAIL activity class, in which she was a participant, being the caregiver for one of the older active community women of Ellensburg, Helen Wise. Small world continues in our lives. They are kayakers and learned about this event from an email I sent to my music group, which she likes to attend. They have kayaked at the Columbia and stopped by White Heron several times. They had a great time and want to join us next year as well.
John has an iron bar (aka the rock bar) behind a rock that needs moved. This is a re-route of an old trail that followed a logging road from years ago. It took about 4 years of planning, layout, environmental review, paper work, and meetings to get the “go ahead” for this project. WTA volunteers will do about 15 days of work on this before fall, then continue next summer after the snow melts and the tread dries out. (3,000 ft. elevation)
Late afternoon I received several X-rays and photographs of my procedure planning and culmination of the two dental implants for teeth #19 & 18 in my mouth. The photos must be sent in an encrypted computer file (medical record security), and it took me until the next day to figure out how to obtain them.
Left to right: (1) the ceramic mold of my teeth, with the plastic guide on the bottom teeth. (2) another view to the bottom jaw with placement. The two metal spots are holes for access of the drill to the correct spot, and they had to line up the correct angle and size of drill bit to make the hole in my bone. (3) the plastic guide out of the mouth mold showing the marks for the insertion of both places for an implant “screw.” (4) the final X-ray, shows when two implants had been screwed into the bone and the abutments for the future crown had been attached.
From there, I went to the senior center. I had no intention to go through Jazzercise, so close to my surgery, but I carried 3 large gladioli stems with different colored blooms: orange, red, and a beautiful variegated red & white. I should have taken a picture because I can’t find one on the web that is the same. No one had ever seen such a nifty arrangement.
She used Seattle Seahawk colors, so I placed them in the photo with my special cap. It was a challenge taking left-handed with a flash that pops up on the left holding side and needing to focus and shoot while leaving my mittened right hand in the picture with my vintage Seattle Seahawks hat. I will be right in style at next year’s Sportzpalooza at the senior center. (Last year’s blog showed John and me there on Jan 29, 2015, with my hat and colors on. John wore a red/white/blue Phillies jacket, yard sale edition. Next year I’ll have him add his Bronco T shirt (free with a beer purchase, or something) and wear my Chicago Cubs baseball hat. We’ll be all decked out. [John says, explain that: “adorn” (as in deck the halls), c.1500, from M.Du. dekken “to cover,” from the same P.Gmc. root as deck (n.).]
Nancy, Sept 1, 2016, on 73rd birthday
Cake (Lemon/Peach) with frosting added (cream cheese)
The flower on the left he sent to my Facebook account. It is a dinnerplate Hibiscus. The middle tub of birds is neat, and the one on the right is Crocus.
Tobie & Molly (left – 2006) to adult members of the Friesen family
Several colors are possible but because the trailer has “earth” colors, John picked orange. It is Kobota-orange and brighter than the trailer’s colors (somewhat faded). Hubcaps cover most of the rim, so only a little orange shows. The technology is new to us, but not new.
We gave away 12 pots the beginning of summer, a couple last week, and more need to be separated and potted anew.
Starts with Jack Creek a mile away from the trail work; sign entrance to two Alpine Wilderness Trails, Paula working on root removal, and John working on the top of a large root. The tree is already dead but removing the entire root might destabilize the tree, causing it to fall, and ripping up the newly refurbished trail. He took about 6 inches off the top, using saw and ax.
This is the rock and pole story at the end of a lot of hard digging by Paula and Carol to expose the rock. The previous day, thinking they were done with the heavy lifting, they had carried a continuous rope puller out to the truck …
Alan with a large removed root, Bradley dumping rocks John broke up from a nearby granitic, and well weathered, boulder. Alan watched from the end of turnpike, and on the right look past the turnpike and see John creating the buckets of small rocks with a one handed sledge hammer (aka, single Jack).
The photo is outside (overcast today then). On the right is the florist and the card from the sender attached. I appreciated receiving the pretty flowers from my dentist and my surgeon for yesterday’s activity in my mouth.
Inside the house I added a picture of the flower delivery vase beside a vase with the gladioli John brought to me when he got home. Both are in my kitchen window to cheer me when I fix my liquids mixed with filtered water and mix in a heaping tablespoon of New Zealand Whey (protein powder manufactured in Canada). I received a container of it from Tanya Myers, that John brought back to me with several boxes of apples picked this morning. 
This I captured from the lead in to the video, which Evie took from her camera and posted on You Tube, and then tagged me on the post, so that all my Facebook friends would receive it. All in the group were grateful for her efforts.
Identifying the players in the photos above: Left to right top row, Tim Henebry (mandolin), Roberta Clark (guitar), Dave Perkins (bass fiddle), Janet Perkins (fiddle), Nancy Hultquist (fiddle; red and white hat), Laina Brown (fiddle), Evie Scheutz (fiddle), Amy Davison (flute). Bottom front, Gerald Gordon (guitar), Minerva Caples (guitar), Sharon Jenson (bass guitar), and Anne Engels (tambourine). Our other mandolin player, Joanie Taylor was there, but realized she couldn’t make it up on the last minute stage (a flatbed trailer with hay bale step access). I needed help as well, and others decided because of the space problem and climb, to sit down front. We would have had room for Joanie there, but she’d already left. We were quite late starting after our originally planned 8:30 a.m. start.
John has been stopping at this fruit stand for many years and has learned the weights are always heavy and something is always free.
With the strong wind, bees (?) are less bothersome and the cats can eat in peace. All cats got fed supper, and two of them had two servings. Now it’s our turn to eat. We started with sharing a large peach and a plum-cot. John bought chunk of ham while at Costco, and will be adding an egg. It will be almost 9:00 p.m. by the time we eat. I cut up one of our Early Girl tomatoes to have with it. It was very tasty. Next time, I will have the whole tomato. We have been eating our little cherry tomatoes too.
This morning, I had a nice meeting with a few of the retired CWU Geography profs and heard/saw a presentation by Jim Huckabay (also a retired Geographer). It was of his recent trip to South Africa, where he shot a Warthog and a Springbok and saw much other wildlife. He was there with long time friends on a 10-day Safari where he and others actually lived in the fancy house of an African and his wife, and they hunted with a PH (professional hunter) from the area. Jim provided a picturesque and enjoyable education.
Warthog (Phacochoerus africanus)
The Springbok (Afrikaans: spring = jump; bok = antelope, deer, or goat) (Antidorcas marsupialis) is a small brown and white gazelle that stands about 75 cm high (30 inches). The males can weigh up to 50 kg (110 pounds) and the females up to 37 kg. The Latin name marsupialis derives from a pocket-like skin flap which extends along the middle of the back on to the tail. The springbok can lift this flap, which makes the white hairs underneath stand up in a conspicuous ‘fan’. That’s shown in the photo on the right.
John trimmed some of the long Raspberry canes and tossed them out back under Pine trees. The deer soon found them. Note the dark patch on Mamma’s face in front of the eye. The second fawn, back to the left where the mother is looking, came over as the first one moved away.
This was a gift of a picture photograph book that Katrina, the Director (on the left) made with photos of all the events, classes, and associated activities at our center she participated in, or lead, over her time here.
Above, I’m on the left with Carly Waymire and Anne Engels, and on the right is one of the vases of flowers that John picked and we delivered the day before. The Dahlias and Gladioli he planted, grew, and harvested. Some other things were added but I don’t have names.
Left photo, the new log is being pulled (on rollers) toward the creek.
John’s crew went to find downed trees of a size to make posts for the rail. Once found they can be cut to size, trimmed, and pealed. Below (left), the crew included a Nat’l Park member with a chainsaw, here cutting the old structure into pieces that could be moved and hidden well away from the trail.
Crew leader (Blue hat), Evonne Ellis, with her boss, Karen Daubert, who is retiring but came out on a walk at Mt. Rainier as part of the Hike-A-Thon project for WA Trails Association. She and hiking friends and/or WTA Board members arrived in time to hike up the trail with the crew.
These were the participants this year, two boys and 4 girls, all teenagers. They lived with host families, and you have already met the girl on the right, Aryna, 16, who stayed with our friends, Helga & Charlie Firkins, and whom we met early in her stay to pick cherries from our trees (look back in a previous blog for that story). The photo on the right above is a shot of part of the table of food the kids prepared for the dinner for us. It was a tasty treat. The desserts were in a different place.
Images above are from the Komonews site in Seattle.
The story starts on the left with a doll advertised as free on the Buy Nothing site group I’m on, from a gal in Kittitas. I spoke for it for a friend’s daughter, who is pictured with it a week later (today in the 2nd picture above). She played with it about 1/2 hour and then gave it a dust bath, as birds do, (3rd above). Her mom retrieved it, scolded her daughter, bathed the doll, and redressed her. It all ended all right, and she brought it to our play gig the next day (after sleeping in bed with the little girl, Haley, all night).
Top left is the table for gifts at the entrance. The last two things at the right of the table next to the flowers are our gifts – recycled gently used baby things. The Sterolite container holds dresses, pullovers, jackets, pants, T-shirts, wraps, blankets, and a teddy bear. The package on top holds a car seat. Beneath that is a picture of our table where we enjoyed smoked meat and veggies on a skewer with salads, chips, and conversations. The fellow in red is Dr. Lundy, the grandfather of the baby. On the right is the mom, Raychel, going through our box of goodies. Myles, the father, is holding their doggy, modeling one of the baby’s dresses.
In the above collage, on the left is John walking into the Pole Barn with a “hay elevator” sending bales to the top of the stack. To the right shows the front of the stack with John, Nancy, and Mario in their hats for his business: High Valley Hay and Cattle. Mario has been delivering hay for our horses for several years. John used to have to drive across the valley and load hay into our stock trailer and pickup bed (2 tons, max), and then come back and unload it and stack himself. This is far superior to that old way but when we got up to 5 horses it became a necessity.

Left shows the setting to our front yard, with gate open to the rear of the buck, who is standing in front of the sweet clover he and the fawns like; right shows the proximity to our deck at the front door, and shows him eyeing the Mt. Ash berries. He comes on to the ancient wood deck only a few feet from the door to eat grape leaves. It is a useless grape plant, except to the deer.
Left the buck eats a weed; middle and right, he’s looking.
Buck in his favorite resting spot in front of shed outside our front gate (with the horseshoe). He will lie down there and rest. When we come home sometimes, he is there resting.
The photos above I took from my video below, as the inquisitive buck checked out our female cat; “here I come” — “ducking my head.” The video shows what happened next.
Above is the little buck looking back at Woody, before he moves on out (see video below).
On the left are fawns beneath Mt. Ash tree; and on the right behind buck, while he eats on the grape vine.
Left is the buck eating grape leaves; right, one fawn and him sharing suckers from the Ash tree and/or weeds. We’ve seen him chase the little ones away if they seem about to munch the same piece he wants (moreso on cherry branches).
Lots of brushing was needed. Eryn & John worked replacing a broken puncheon. Middle photo shows the two of them cleaning out some “armed to the teeth” Devil’s Club (Oplopanax horridus).
Left: ready to drive a spike with a small “double-jack.”
At Pier 55. Sailboats, Seattle Great Wheel
Nancy people watching: all sorts of colors of hair, clothing, and statements (Mariners Baseball fan), note the sidewalk with glass windows. Those were put in for salmonid babies to have light to swim – supposedly, see
Our trip left from Pier 54 on Argosy’s ship, Goodtime II. Note the lower and upper deck. On my way over I was on the top deck, back on the bottom, next to an open window, while sitting down. 
Above a collage of views from the ship on our 8 mile voyage. Top left is a large grain-carrying ship.
Left, Long house and ramp from the ship in the marina, right, entrance with the greeter I met later describing his Raven mask utilized in the dance (see my video – 11 seconds below). Here he is above, dressed in the traditional Kwakiutl button blanket. The walkway behind him is the clamshell one. The people on the walkway are members of our group. We were served 2-3 clams in their shells and nectar upon arrival. The photo advertising the clams on line is more generous with the clams than we experienced (see below in my collage).
Left, Nancy w/Totem; Clams-mine on top, ad below; right, clamshell walkway and bottom, Louise, a Blackfoot from a Montana tribe, sharing shade with me as we ate our clams. She requested a second cup that they gave her. My serving was good, but had more shells than clams. I received only two clams, but I had fun doing the clamshell dance at Louise’s request to break them up on the clamshell walkway.
Our menu, my plate, the salmon end of the buffet table. More below.
Green salad with sunflower seeds, cranberries, and Oregon blue cheese. Top middle shows three of the entrees to go with the salmon: Palenta w/ wild mushrooms, wild rice, and venison stew. Fruit salad is pictured on the right, with Louise serving herself.
Nancy with the young girl in the story, and Stephen Maher, (the greeter from the entrance, and dancer with the large Raven mask), describing its size in the video below. On the right above, is him with the mask in place (as he wore it to dance), and below the salmon roasting set up.
A typical Native American Alaskan hat in the upper left has an Ermine skin attached. Ermine is a winter-coated Stoat (Mustela erminea), for those that want to further their knowledge. The prices on the work were hefty. I only captured the one $450 tag on the right basket.
Nice Hydrangeas, Dahlias, and a resident Raccoon, as a surprise.
Many totems and other wood carvings around the rooms, the blackboard drawing I found intriguing and well done. Beneath it is a Drum, hanging on the wall above the counter. Next is a clock, and then another carved animal on the floor near the exits.
Ten of us made it into this picture, and on the way out of the marina from the bottom deck, I took the pictures of the Heron.
This was taken at the start of the day, and we could get a photo at the end. I wish they had picked one with my eyes open. They took more than one. Oh, well, here’s our group.
Snoqualmie Falls in Washington (photo by Dawn Estrella)
Dawn with the CWU Wildcat in front of the new SURC (Student Union & Recreation Center).
John, Nancy, Victor, and Dawn.
Battle Hymn of the Republic by Kittitas Valley Fiddlers & Friends, 7/14/16
They went out dining and drinking during the evening. My favorite photo was of them fooling around, when they found a photo shop. This sepia capture is my favorite and will keep me chuckling.
I joked with them about singing the Sounds of Music, and how this accordion fits Victor better than the one he played on with our group.
This is on Orcas at Eastsound, WA.
Katrina on left holding the trophy – at first I thought it was a bottle of wine, and her “diploma.” On the right we see the top of the fiddling trophy. So kewl. Katrina Nicolayeff is everyone’s favorite left-handed fiddler. She is having a CD release party on July 30th in Boise, for her new CD. We were invited, but we have conflicts that day. We will arrange with her to get a copy, “signed.”
Left, Stampede Breakfast this weekend. Fiddlers got in free to enjoy pancakes; Katrina had her CDs there to sell. Middle her patriotic kids, and Chloe on the right. What a cutie.
I hope you can see the list of songs included. #13, Orange Blossom Special, is John’s favorite fiddle tune.
The two left are from the garden a week ago, but the ones I took are mostly lighter with dark purple highlights. The two vases spent most of the party beside the trivia game board. However, if you look below, you’ll see the one pitcher in my hands during the photo session. Olivia was going to take the flowers home with her to enjoy over the weekend.
Carly, Nancy, Olivia, and Dorothea.
Hugs and dancing with Olivia.
The location is 9 miles south of where John prunes grapes at Mariposa Vineyard.