I may have given a false impression that we got a kitty. Mister Kitty is already Christie’s cat. Jesse is very wary of Mister Kitty at Christie’s house. We didn’t add to our own menagerie.
Now we’re at Deception Pass State Park.
I may have given a false impression that we got a kitty. Mister Kitty is already Christie’s cat. Jesse is very wary of Mister Kitty at Christie’s house. We didn’t add to our own menagerie.
Now we’re at Deception Pass State Park.
Still thinking about Lewis and Clark. They were on a mission to find the fabled Northwest Passage to the Pacific Ocean, starting with locating the headwaters of the Missouri River. After months of travel, naming rivers as they go, they came to a spot where the river split into three. It seems to me they could have determined one of those rivers to be a continuation of the Missouri and named the other two. Instead, they decided that the Headwaters of the Missouri was the confluence of these three different rivers. What are the chances they stood there at that aquatic intersection discussing their options and said “I’m feeling a little tired of following the Missouri, how about you? What do you say we just name all three as different rivers, declare their confluence the headwaters, call it a day, and move on!”
A ferry ride to Kingston. Crepes. Walked around the parks. Ice cream. Walked around the harbor. Talked to strangers. Thought about Henry. Talked to strangers about Henry. A ferry ride back to Edmonds. It was peaceful.
He stretched it out as long as he could, eight months, but he ran out of time today. He didn’t have anything left. It was a peaceful leaving.
Our first day with him.
He worked hard.
Played hard.
Rested hard.
Big brother to little Jesse.
And helped around the house.
He has been a very good boy.
He was fourteen.