The Old Fir Log.
It was born in the 1200s!
It’s big.
Clear rings to count.
They put tags on the date line for notable events.
If you expand the photo, you can see how most of our history is jammed in right at the end.
Along the way
Update
Had the date with the orthopedic doctor. It is a hamstring tear, and probably in two different places, but no surgery is required. The hamstring is made up of four separate muscles, and while the injured muscle may never regain the form of its former self, there is plenty of other muscle for the leg to function normally for me. Imaging and corrective surgery would have been a possibility had I been a young professional athlete. Since we’re not going that corrective route, this probably ends my prospects for a pro career . Letting it heal on its own over the next month or so should be just fine.
We’ll keep rolling along.
An ancient cedar tree
With a story.
It was believed to be a thousand years old when it died in a fire in the 1800s.
More family
Matt and Lindsay got here Friday.
Elise, Conner, Cameron, and Taylor.
Elise already lives here in the Pacific Northwest with Tony and Teigan. Conner and Cameron came from Colorado.
Brian and Becky, Tony, Teigan.
Tony and Taylor.
Mister Kitty.
Elise and Teigan test driving the zero gravity recliners.
We’re all gathering for Kyle’s wedding tomorrow.
Ribs for dinner at brother Bill’s
The ribs were wonderful. Ate till I was full, then a little while later, had some more for dessert.
Good company.
Tom and Kathy, Bill and Pat, Suzanne.
It’s always worth a walk through the garden.
Now there is a convertible in his garage for the summer months.
Evening light.
