Christmas in Portland

We stayed home.
We watched the birds.
We read new books and listened to music.

The House Wren found seed under the feeder.

The Northern Flickers found bugs.




The Robins ate berries.

We played cribbage while the fire crackled.
The Mujadarrah, lentils and rice with fried onions,
is simmering while I write. Brussels sprouts and carrots
with sesame seeds, are ready to compliment our Holiday meal.
Staying with gourmet cooks makes for delicious dining!

We leave tomorrow. We will miss these birds and the laughter.

Christmas Eve

My daughter and I walked
in her neighborhood.

We listened to the Robins.
We listened to the Scrub Jays and the Crows.

We laughed with the Gulls.
Merry Christmas Eve.

A different sort of bird

We took a drive in the rain.
We went to see the Spruce Goose.

The Evergreen Aviation Museum
contained many airplanes.



I did see birds.
Birds I do not know.




It rains in Portland, Oregon in December.

We are in the middle of a winter cribbage tourney.

We do not mind the rain.

Solstice

We flew south to go north.

We watched the solstice sun rise.

We flew over the snow and ice.

We arrived in Portland, Oregon.
We arrive to hugs, laughter and flowers.
We began the Winter Cribbage Tournament.
We celebrated the Full Cold Moon with mugs of Kona coffee.

We are having fun.

We are creating memories.

We are sharing love.