Flower Fields in Bloom

The start of April usually signals the beginning of the Mount Vernon Tulip Festival. However, Mother Natures thought otherwise. This year, she brought months of unusually cold, wet weather. As a result, few tulips are in bloom and festival activities are on hold. Flower fields

Driving out to our lot on Anacortes, however, we passed a few fields of daffodils, which were very dramatic. 

I can’t wait until the tulips bloom. We plan on riding our bikes through the area to see the many fields of not only tulips, but irises, daffodils, narcissus, and other spring bulbs. Click here to learn more about the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival and see pictures.  Flower fields2

Jujube Loses Two Toes

Several months ago, Jujube started to favor one of his front paws. As the weeks passed, he started to limp and shake the paw. When a lump formed on the top of the paw, we realized that he might have a serious issue. Jujube's paw

Sure enough, the vet took multiple x-rays and determined that Jujube had a growth on his foot that could be bone cancer. Amazingly, one of the vets where we take our cats is considered an expert on such an ailment. He wanted to immediately amputate two of Jujube’s toes! The cost? Don’t ask!

Rich and I were torn as to what to do. In the end, we decided to go ahead with the surgery since Jujube is only five years old and the vet assured us that the growth was only on his fourth toe. They planned to remove his “pinkie” toe too to ensure that they got the entire growth.

If you’ve ever seen an x-ray or skeleton of a cat’s foot, you’ll know that only the last knuckle of the toe is separate from the main foot. The rest of the toe extends up to the ankle. Humans, in comparisons, have longer “fingers” with two knuckles and three sections of bone that join the palm. Juju spread out

When you remove a cat’s toes, you remove 1.5 to 2 inches of bone. In Jujube’s case, half of his front foot was removed!

Happily, we made the right decision!

The biopsy indicated that a growth was “eating” the bone and would undoubtedly, spread up the foot.

Since his surgery, Jujube has learned how to walk on half a foot. He certainly has enough energy to chase the female cats around the house and strike a macho pose on our deck!

Sweetie-Pie and Pot-Pie

It was bound to happen… I talked Rich into allowing me to buy dog food to feed the raccoons that wander through our backyard. Every evening, I put out bowls of food for the raccoons and opossums.

Several months ago, when it got dark in the late afternoon, the raccoons would sneak onto our porch and chow down. I had to turn on the deck lights to see them. PuYi and a  raccoon

Now, with it staying light longer, they show up long before dark. And if I haven’t put out their food, they stand on their hind legs, plant their paws on the french doors, and look inside to see if anyone is home!

Last Saturday, we got home around 6 o’clock at night. There was still several hours of light so Rich let Pu’Yi and Jujube outside. A few minutes later, he checked on the cats. They were sitting several feet apart on the deck. Equal distance between them was a raccoon, looking into the house!Jujube and a  raccoon

I quickly got some dog food; Rich gingerly opened the door. The raccoon skirted around Jujube and hid until Rich put the bowl of food out. Check out the pictures.

We have at least two visiting raccoons. The smaller one is Sweetie-Pie and the larger is Pot-Pie. We also have visiting opossums. They have long, bright pink toes. Our most frequent visiting opossum is named P.T. (Pink Toes). A smaller, more elusive opossum with a deformed back foot also visits. He or she has yet to be named.

Camping at Keystone

Several weekends ago, we scurried up to Mount Vernon, jumping in our motor home and drove to Fort Casey on Whidbey Island. After getting situated in a camp site by the water, we watched the last ferry of the night go from Keystone to Port Townsend. Keystone Camping

If you weren’t looking, you wouldn’t notice that the ferry had just glided by, only 40-50 feet from the shore. They are very quiet.

The next morning, we biked to the ferry landing for a quick breakfast of bagels, cream cheese with chunks of smoked salmon, and a latte with almond flavor. Yum.

We then took our bikes on the ferry to Port Townsend. The picture above was taken from the ferry. Our motor home is the one to the right.

Stacey met us in Port Townsend to show us the boat – the Adventuress – that she’s been working on for the past few months. Every year, the boat is refurbished, a strenuous job that requires the help of dozens of volunteers and paid staff.

We then rode around the town; Stacey used the Shore Dinghy, a Stacey on Shore Dinghy rusty bike that the crew of the Adventuress uses for errands and trips to the on-shore bathrooms.

We went by the paper mill and motel that were featured in the movie, "An Officer and a Gentleman." Stacey also showed us a rope swing that was tied to a giant tree. We each took turns swinging… some of us were more adventurous than others.

Having worked up an appetite, we headed for downtown Port Townsend and had a wonderful lunch at Sirens, which is in a historical building and has a view of the water. Most the building in downtown Port Townsend are from the turn-of-the century with tall, skinny windows, exposed brick, and ornate trim.

After lunch, we zipped into Mad Hatter & Company where I tried on and purchased a wonderful green hand-knit boiled wool hat with an upturned gray brim and a large multi-colored flower. It was much more fashionable than my Columbia Sportswear fleece baseball cap. And happily, it was equally warm. Adventuress_Rich and Stacey

As the afternoon drew to a close, we said "good-bye" to Stacey and took the ferry back to Keystone. After a quick snack, we biked over to Fort Casey, a decommissioned fort that along with Fort Flagler (on Marrowstone Island) and Fort Worden (in Port Townsend) created a "Triangle of Fire" to protect the Puget Sound from enemy invasions. 

The fort is on 467 acres and was built in the 1890’s. It’s quite large and housed hundreds of men when active. We’ve been to several of these forts, which I find eery with rows of damp concrete batteries, lookout stations, and other accruements of war. Click here to see pictures of the fort and descriptions of the armory.

The next morning, we put on heavy clothes and walked along the beach picking up interesting pebbles and driftwood then wandered around the fort and lighthouse. Sunset_Keystone

We’d taken Pu’Yi with us. Even though the cat follows Rich around the house, he’s not a dog. Rich, however, can’t grasp this fact and thought if he took the cat out of the motor home, he’d walk with him to the bathrooms. Nope. We spent ten minutes or so chasing the cat after he slithered under another motor home. Cats aren’t dogs!

The picture above is of the sunrise on Saturday morning. We had perfect weather… cold, but no rain or snow. Below is a picture of the keystone/Port Townsend ferry. It holds around 45 trucks and cars and takes around 30 minutes to cross the Puget Sound. It’s a very pleasant ride… and a nice respite from the cold. The seats in the lounge area are cushy!Keystone ferry

In April, we have another trip planned to Whidbey Island. This time, we’ll stay by Deception Pass, which is the treacherous waterway between Fidalgo and Whidbey Islands.

Inside-out Animals

My obsession with buying stuffed animals from Goodwill then turning them inside out has continued. I started re-purposing stuffed animals when I moved to Washington and badly missed Rich and the cats who were still in Texas. Inside-out Chicken Little

To soothe the angst of not being able to see them, I’d drive to the Bellevue on Friday evenings, purchasing a basket of stuffed animals (most of which were new or barely used), and spending all weekend, cutting, yanking out stuffing, re-stuffing and sewing. Because the animals are turned inside-out, their seams show along with the back-side of their eyes, which makes them look funky.

Some of the elements, like their feet, ears, tails, and clothing, I don’t turn inside-out and simply sew them back onto the animal. The effect is a little unnerving!Inside-out dinasaur

I must have made dozens of these inside-out animals in the past 18 months or so. Most, I gave away. Some like a small stuffed Hello Kitty, I had to keep!

I donated three to the Microsoft auction to raise money for charities. The first three pictures are the three I donated to the auction with Chicken Little raising the most money, $30! Inside-out lizard

Met and Target, below, I made for a woman who liked dogs. No doubt, someone bought Target at a Target store then realized a year or so latter that they didn’t need him. Met was probably given out by insurance representatives for MetLife. They were fun to make!

   Inside-out "Met" Inside-out "Target"

No More Redmond (cry)

Two weeks ago, my group of several hundred people, were relocated to a barely completed high-rise in downtown Bellevue. The leased building is about four physical and over hundred metaphysical miles from the main Microsoft campus in Redmond.

The building, called the Bravern, is one of two high-rise office buildings along with numerous upscale retail shops (including Neiman Marcus), restaurants, and two 24-story towers of condominiums that start at the very (cough, cough) affordable price of $600,000 for a studio.

Half of the people in my group are thrilled with the move and the other half, like me, want to slither back to the campus. In spite of my trepidations about moving, however, it’s an amazing location and makes me want to ditch my usual Goodwill blue jeans and wrinkled shirts for more chic clothing.

The problem with the Bravern is that it’s the complete opposite of the neighboring Microsoft campuses. First, it’s in downtown Bellevue, which is the epicenter of horrific traffic because it’s at the juncture of two freeways and a hop-and-skip-and-a-jump from one of the two bridges that cross Lake Washington into Seattle. Plus, it’s super upscale with many high-rise office, condo and apartment buildings; and Beverly Hills-caliber stores and restaurants.

The Microsoft Redmond campuses, in contrast, are more akin to Birkinstock-wearing with lush landscapes, walking trails, two- to four-story buildings, easy to access parking, many commercial and residential roads in-and-out of the campuses, and small strip malls nearby with small, affordable restaurants, shops and services.

My day typically begins on a timed on-ramp that leads to a crowded freeway, busy off-ramps, and long signals in downtown Bellevue. Below are pictures of the off-ramp and surface streets, leading into downtown Bellevue (yes there’s snow on the ground).Freeway offramp

I then swipe an electronic card to enter the Bravern garage. I wind two floors down to a second gate where I use the electronic card once again. The Microsoft parking is on the fifth, sixth and seventh floors of the garage.

Next, I walk to a special set of elevators and go up eight floors to the third floor of the building where the Microsoft lobby is located. I then "badge" into another elevator area and go up six flights to the ninth floor where I "badge" onto the floor. Light traffic with snow

I was told that the view from my office was going to look into the second office tower, which is seven or so stories higher and about twice as wide. My office, however, is perfectly situated. I can see through two high-rises, straight to downtown Seattle and several snow-capped mountains.

I shot the picture below from my office. The second office tower is to the right. One of the condo towers is to the left. In the distance is downtown Bellevue along with views of surface parking, medium- and high-rise buildings. View outside window

When I first moved to Washington, Microsoft set me up in a furnished apartment for eight weeks. This apartment is within walking distance of the Bravern, which at the time was nothing but a large hole in the ground where they were starting to build the huge underground parking garage. I never envisioned working in downtown Bellevue when I lived in the apartment.

Note: I loved living in the apartment. It was summer 2007 when I moved. The sun set around 10 o’clock at night. I relished going home, having a quick snack, working out at the apartment’s fitness center, gobbling some dinner then taking a walk and peering up at all the buildings, wandering through Bellevue Square, seeing the trendy stores, and marveling at the construction cranes. At the time, there were a dozen or more cranes, helping to erect buildings of all sizes. Peek-a-boo of Seattle

Now I find myself in Bellevue five days a week and wishing I was in a less crazy place!

The photograph to the left is a zoomed-in version of what I can see from my office. Between the two buildings is downtown Seattle (overcast day). Looking down from my window, I can see Neiman Marcus, retail shops, restaurants, and landscaped area, which will be completed towards the end of the year.

The inside of the Bravern is quite wonderful with funky furniture, lighting, focus rooms with comfy seats, kitchens on each floor with refrigerator cases of soda, fruit juices, and milk… along with a machine that grinds and makes cups of Starbucks’ coffee… and wild walk textures. The interior is what you’d find in a lawyer firm or advertising agency.

There are four decor themes. My floor’s theme is Hyderabad (India) with lots of grays, marigold, saffron, and touches of black. The cafeteria on the thirteenth floor has fire engine red, plastic (think 70’s) textured walls, white tables, red tables, and sections of black, clear and red tiles. Condo towers

The offices have off-white workstations with poles on which one’s computer monitor is suspended. The offices also have a small section of shelves and a white board. The back wall of my office is a bank of windows.

The front is series  of glass panel with a glass door that rolls open, much like a sliding glass door. People use markers to draw on the glass and personalize their space. The markers whip off easily so you can draw, erase and start over on a daily basis.

The picture to the right is of the two 24-story condo towers that will be completed in 2010. If I’m still working at the Bravern (and not back at the main campus), I’ll be able to get to work early and use binoculars to watch people getting dressed in the morning. Hey! If they don’t have curtains, it’s there problem!

Out with the Old

For the past year or so, Rich has diligently working on updating our Kirkland house. In last January, he put the finishing touches on our master bedroom, bright, white, spank’ new closet doors and handles.

Closet doors

The photograph below shows the old door against the closet doors.That stunning pink color was in the hallway, two bedrooms, living room, dining room, and front entry! It was such a relief when we painted everything off-white!

The other side of the door was avocado or olive green, depending on your disdain for the color. The entire bedroom was painted green, making it very dreary. The white walls, bamboo floors, white ceiling fan/light fixture, white baseboards, and new double-pane vinyl windows (trimmed in white trim) make the room appear twice as large.

Olive green door Rich is nearly done updating our extra bedroom, which had robin egg blue walls and closet doors and dingy white carpeting.

He also completed updating the shelving in the hall linen closet, which I took over for storing food. Only the top shelf hold linens.

Next month, we’ll start building a small island/breakfast bar for the kitchen. It’ll give us more food prep space and cupboards for storing canisters of  flour, sugar, several types of rice… dried mushrooms… barley, oats, couscous… tabbouli and hummus mix… and many other jars of what I consider necessities.

 

The Gobbles

A few months before Christmas, I noticed that the people who lived across the street from our Mount Vernon house had a flock of five baby turkeys. The house across the street is actually part of an extended family farm, which includes three houses, a large barn, several dogs, a small field, and numerous pens filled with miniature goats, run-of-the-mill ducks, Canadian geese, ornamental chickens, and Cinnamon Teals.

The son, who is now in his early twenties, has been raising various birds since he was five years old. When I saw the baby turkeys, I assumed that they were being raised by the "table;" however, Thanksgiving came and went and the birds (which now number four) got bigger, and Bigger, and BIGGER!

They’ve also ridden to celebrity status. WheTurkeys that live across the street from our Mount Vernon housen they wander near the street, people in cars will stop and look at them. In addition, if you "gobble" at them, they’ll "gobble" back. They’ve become quite tame and are always together. The older black Labrador Retriever on the farm is often seen escorting and protecting them.

I was about 12 feet from the turkeys when I took this picture. I visit them every week and we have a good "gobble." Because it’s been in the 20’s and 30’s in Mount Vernon, they usually have their feathers fluffed up… or maybe they’re just trying to look tough.

Pu’Yi’s Not So Good Adventure

The last Monday of 2008, I was holding Pu’Yi, my amazing Siamese puppy-cat, when I noticed a large, open wound by his groin. Rich made an appointment the next day to take him to the vet. Unfortunately, it was late in the day and the only remedy the vet could offer was a shot to soothe the pain along with an antibiotic.
 
The next day, New Year’s Eve, they operated on Pu’Yi and discovered that he had an infected anal gland — an ailment more akin to dogs. He was sent home with two drains (rubber hoses hanging out of the sutured area), syringes of painkillers (once daily), ointment (twice daily), and antibiotics (twice daily), along with an Elizabethan collar to prevent him from licking the wound.
 
Here’s Jujube comforting Pu’Yi and making sure he didn’t have a fever. Jujube checking Pu'Yi for a feverJujube, even though he’s a male, has been very attentive, snuggling with Pu’Yi and cleaning his head.
 
By New Year’s Day, he was doing better and had the drains removed, which were super creepy. He was also perky enough for us to pack him in the car and take him camping on Saturday and Sunday in our motor home. We went to Washington Park in Anacortes (Fidalgo Island)… and thoroughly enjoyed hiking, beach combing, playing the Dot.com version of Monopoly, talking to other campers, petting a multitude of dogs, and taking care of Pu’Yi.
 
Because Pu’Yi was doing a good job of not licking his wound, we removed the Elizabethan collar. Big mistake! Sunday evening, he wandering into our extra bedroom and promptly nibbled off a couple of his stitches.
 
Monday morning, he was back to the vet and once again had to be anesthetized so they could stitch up the wound. Unfortunately, the wound opened up and they had to replace all of the stitches, which now can’t be removed until a week from this Thursday.
 
In the meanwhile, he has to wear the Elizabethan collar around the clock and be isolated from the other cat at night. Throughout the day, Rich removes his collar and lets him eat and drink. Poor Pu’Yi!Washington Park, Anacortes
 
Even though we have to watch Pu’Yi around the clock, he doesn’t mind traveling. Last weekend, we took a mini trip in our motor home. Pu’Yi came along. We put his litter box in the shower and he was a happy camper!
 
Here’s a picture of Washington Park, a 220-acre park on the tip of Fidalgo Island. I’m in the blue sweater on the beach. It was in the 20’s and my two long-sleeve tee-shirt, wool sweater, scarf, gloves, and fleece hat were insufficient. The next day, I added a windbreaker and was much warmer!

O’ Canada

The Sunday before Christmas, Stacey, Rich’s daughter, was supposed to fly from San Diego to Seattle. Her flight, however, was delayed for three days because of the snow and airline issues compounded by bad weather across the country.

By the time she arrived, it had been snowing on-and-off for over a week; although it was starting to warm up and rain drops were intermixed with sleet and snowflakes. After we picked her up, we drove north to Mount Vernon on plowed freeways and Stacey's Georoads… until we got within a few miles of our house. The roads were snow- and ice-covered and at least 18-inches of snow blanketed our house, the driveway, our Honda CRV and Stacey’s Geo (right).

In addition, the road that ran along the side of our house had been plowed; the snow from the road was piled up along our driveway and in front of the mailbox.

Rich spend at least an hour shoveling and flattening the snow so we could back out the Honda the next morning. He also had to create a pathway to the front door, using a variety of tools, including a small hoe and a chute from his riding lawn mower. We’ll look into buying a snow shovel for future storms.

On Christmas morning, we piled into the Honda (below, capped with snow) and ventured north on Interstate 5, which varied from three plowed lanes to barely one snow- and ice-covered lane as we neared the Canadian border. Crossing into Canada, the roads were plowed of all snow. RicHonda CRV, covered with snow, heading to Canadah commented that it looked like they’d mopped the freeway because they were free of gravel and debris.

In addition, within minutes of entering Canada, the sun started to shine; although, it was short-lived and throughout the day, the sun played hide-and-go-seek with thick gray clouds. Nevertheless, it didn’t rain or snow the entire day.

Looking towards downtown Vancouver, CanadaOur first stop was at the Vancouver apartment of Stacey’s ex-boyfriend’s parents. They live in a cozy two-bedroom apartment, built in the 50’s with a large mosaic in the lobby in across the front of the apartment building. Because their street was covered with snow, we had to park a few blocks away on a main street (below) and wade through 18-inches of snow to get to the sidewalk.

Jeannie, the mother, pointed out the original pink oven and stove, along with the little phone nook, and other typical 50’s architectural features.

Jeannie’s artwork, paintings on handmade, often textured, paper were hung on every wall and piled on bookcases and other furniture. I was enthralled with several paintings, especially the ones in which she pressed leaves and twigs onto the paper while it was still wet. She’d then paint on top, creating three-dimension paintings. One painting featured a large palm leaf pressed into the paper, which was painted dark red. One half of the leaf had dark shadows with a black paisley design painted on top. The other half of the leaf introduced brighter shapes of red with white stippling. The painting was very yin and yang with the black paisley on the bottom and white stippling on top.

Downtown Vancouver, Canada from marinaWe then headed to downtown Vancouver and a marina where Stacey’s boyfriend’s boat was located. Stacey wanted to remove her “stuff” since they’d recently broken up. The picture on the left was taken from the marina, which was covered with snow and some of the water was frozen.

By the time we left the marina, we were famished and headed to Chinatown, which was packed with people even though it was Christmas day. After finding a parking spot in snowy parking lots, we gobbled dim sum and enjoyed peaking in some of the shops.

With the weather cooperating, we zipped over to Stanley Park to do some sight-seeing. Below are some pictures take from Stanley Park, a 1,000-acre park, featuring the Vancouver Aquarium; walking, hiking, cycling and inline skating trails; numerous monuments; totem poles; and of course, spectacular scenery. Notice the snow and the blue skies on one side of the park and ominous clouds on the others

.Stanley Park totem polesView from Stanley Park.1View from Stanley Park.2View from Stanley Park.3

As the sun started to set, we headed back to “the states” on now plowed roads. When we got back to Mount Vernon, I concocted a quick spaghetti dinner using cans of stewed tomatoes, tomatoes sauce, olives, and spices. Our Christmas day meals consisted of mini mart coffee and junk food for breakfast, dim sum for lunch, and spaghetti for dinner! clip_image018

The next day, Friday, we returned to Kirkland, but as we neared Seattle, we were surprised to see so much snow. Evidentially, it started snowing late Christmas Eve and continued through Christmas, leaving many inches of snow. Luckily, we were in Rich’s truck, which was able to slog through the snow. Right is Rich’s truck, taken from our second story window, a few days before Christmas.