Sunday, April 09, 2023

Easter Family Visit

Woodpecker on a tree trunk.
It's Easter Sunday and an atmospheric river has made the morning grey and wet.  In the distant southeast there was a morning glimmer of gold along an edge of pending rain.  Yesterday was sunnier, which is better for my mood.  

We visited my folks for a gathering of ten.  In addition to my immediate family, my vintner cousins, K & B visited.  K & B brought wine, hors d'oeuvres, and an extra boost of energy to the gathering.  My sister put in a lot of effort in to food production, and made a scrumptious chicken main entry.  We (or rather, Mark) brought carrot-cake cupcakes for dessert.  And there were Easter candies. 

The route to my folks' house follows Highway 99 and Territorial Highway.  Over February the bald eagles would gather on the tops of power line poles overlooking the fields where the lambs were being born; one time we must have seen around ten or so.  This time around, we saw five miserable-looking and soaked golden (we think) eagles sulking along the top branches of a tree overlooking the river.  We also saw joggers, who looked like they were inviting hypothermia, but I guess when one is running in 50F rains, it's not so bad.

The rain slacked off some over the day.  In the afternoon a woodpecker visited a dying oak tree next door.  Since it was level with my folk's deck, I managed to get a photograph of it.


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