I’m currently experiencing the beginning of a “bomb cyclone” that is supposed to be roaring through the Pacific Northwest today through Tuesday. I’m not sure what a bomb cyclone is, but it is apparently going to be the worst one we’ve had since the early 1980s. Now depending on which news source you read, it apparently started on Thursday and is a series of “bombs,” or is that cyclones?, raging through. So far at least, I would describe the last few days as pretty typical of fall in the Northwest. We got some rain, we got some wind, but I was outside both Friday and yesterday and it seemed like a perfectly lovely fall day.
Unfortunately all this talk of the bomb cyclone put off my Sunday Funday, because you know, the entire coast was supposed to be underwater and buffeted with near-hurricane force winds. What we have right now is rain and a bit of wind. I walked to the grocery store and got soaked on the way back, but the walk there was calm, and almost sunny. So I guess with the arrival of the rain it is probably a purging and organizing, and puzzle type of evening. It’s hard to get motivated through the drizzle.
I just have to reflect on my Sunday Funday a few weekends ago, when a friend and I went down to Whidbey Island and did some agate hunting, and I found three! We sat and talked and then went to the little town of Coupeville and poked around in the shops and got dinner at a Tavern nearby. I got some photos of the gulls too. It was such a nice day!
In good news, Yellow had his follow up appointment with the vet on Friday, and they pulled out his remaining staples. His wound is closed! Five long months, and I KNOW that he was just as tired of it as I was. Even though I explained to him that he doesn’t have to go back for a while, I’m not sure he really understands that. He did forgive me though when I gave him some wet food. He really is settling in well here.
Of course, Cora is doing great too – she is happy and healthy and just wants Yellow to play with her. He’s not ready for that, but he does let her lick him, until she gets rambunctious.
I think it is time to start a new puzzle. I’ve been pondering a lot on what’s next in my life’s journey and getting things sorted out. A little down time couldn’t hurt.