SaturdayEve

Tonight the keeper had to speak at the southernmost parish in Seattle.

She was almost home when she spied the sunset over Shorecrest. 

Law of Attraction

The tomato plant has a helper. The wisteria vine reached out to keep it from drooping.

One curled finger reaching out to another.

Holding Out for Real Chicken

I know there is chicken in the refrigerator, and it looks and tastes nothing like the stuff labeled "organic chicken pate" that comes out of my catfood can. I know that she will open the refrigerator and heat up that real chicken for herself. If I am patient and howl every few minutes she will share some with me, I know. I know how to wear her down.

And To All a Good Night!

And as the sun began to slip into the west in a most colorful way,

the guests made their ways home as well.

A Grateful Table

Their table had much to celebrate--each other, anniversaries, healing, the kitchen and all the wonderful people who came and find comfort and create family there, and those who support it, as well as a beautiful evening!

Newcastle

Then late afternoon it was time to head south and up a high hill to Newcastle to celebrate and raise funds for the Cathedral Kitchen. No rain, but lots of very fun people.

A Day on the Eastside

Today she put extra food in my dish.  And she thought I didn't notice. 

I figured she would be home late.  She was off to her old stomping ground, except everything was in 

English. There was a retreat to facilitate for the Board at Killarney Way on the Lake. She didn't have time to sit outside and for the eagles to put on a show in the trees or over the lake. But they were probably there. Some of the new maples were already turning color, though.