While most of Seattle was wrapt in Seahawk Mania, painted in blue and green, yelling at the top of their lungs, at the cottage we were observing other rites...we observed the keeper taking down all of the front lights. She didn't bother to count the strands, but it was much easier this year because we used more net lights. Still, it took a while, but now we are all natural again, waiting for the growing light to fill each day again.
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