A morning stroll in this temperate climate is a treat. Texted my husband that hey, we could live here! With the WGA/SAG AFTRA on strike and Hollywood shut down, he could hang a Gone Fishin’ sign on his business and we could rent a place for a couple of months to see how we like it. Just putting it out there.
Hit up the Iron Rooster for croissants and two peach pies (our contribution to dinner at the fire station), dropped everything off at the Airb&b, and checked out Julia’s other community garden plot, which is dedicated to flowers; roses, dahlias, scabiosa, and bachelor buttons. A neighboring rooster was indignant we were so near his territory.
The ladies visited my favorite yarn store, Spin Cycle, where I picked up a skein of Twilight Honey and Robin picked out a mohair and DK wool in beautiful icy lavender that matches her puffy ski jacket. I can’t wait to knit her a classic beanie in this dreamy color (matching pompom not shown).
Next, we swung by Fanatik for a bike part for Parker and Robin scored a tee shirt with the Bellingham area bike trails on the back. So cool and in the true spirit of the place.
I went back for a rest while Robert checked out local flora (sunflowers) and fauna (ferret). I liked the sidewalk busker soundtrack.
Robin and Julia visited the local museum and found the top floor packed with enough taxidermied birds to satisfy Audubon, including an entire Hogwarts’ post office worth of owls.
Afterward, they checked out the vendor tents at the Northwest Tune-up mountain bike festival. Julia hung from handlebars, a stunt that qualified her for a drawing for a pricey piece of mountain bike gear. She also scored the best time for women entrants. if you think this is impressive, you should watch her scamper up sheer boulders.
Around 6 pm we rendezvoused for dinner at Fire Station 6 and took another station tour.
When I asked Parker the name of the big area that holds the trucks, he did this.
We took some family photos in the App Bay, which is the cleanest room you can imagine. Every inch of the vehicles gleamed.
The captain was welcoming and hospitable, a genuinely nice man. We met the crew; all smart, skilled men who exuded decency.
They made the dinner, we brought the pie.
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