A fair day.

Any plumbing that was above ground and made of PVC had to be replaced today. In a conversation with the Asst. Mgr. at the Ace, I learned that we were not alone.

A Golden Eagle landed in one of the fir trees at the edge of our property. It was the second I have seen in six years as they generally reside on the other side of the Cascades.

We tried to sell our 20-gallon salad spinner to some nice young folks just about to start their second year doing what we no longer do. They didn’t buy, and we still gave them some winter squash, garlic, and in that they know less than we did before we began, tons of free advice. I told them they could come back in the spring for seed potatoes (theirs froze). They gave us hugs, and perhaps colds.

Doubled up in the 8-Game and then gave a little back later...just 2.5 buy-ins.

We received fudge in the mail. We get it every year as a gift from a long-time, dear friend. The monks flavored it with bourbon.