chelan!!

 

 

camp-o-rama

Labor Day weekend we slept in a field overlooking the Sound at our first Camp-o-rama -- a Whidbey family tradition that's been going on for decades.

Complete with three-legged races, gunny sack races (yeah, I just learned what a gunny sack is; see below), tug-o-war... 

forts on the beach, a bonfire, s'mores, camp songs, a potluck...

 (What's that, you ask? Oh, Seth bought a prize pig at the Island County Fair a few weeks earlier, dug a hole in the ground, then he roasted it -- the pig that is. I'm serious.)

  Paul brought corn for 100, then he flew a kite. 

We'll definitely be back next September. 

August

This August

we spent time apart...

(Island Shakespeare Festival's Much Ado About Nothing)

**that's a bonafide, cloudless Pacific Northwest sky!!**

together...

and with good friends!

The return from Zimbabwe of Jacob and Martha to the Island made for another memorable Marimba camp. 

 Maya and I joined the mommas and daughters of her girl scout troop for a backyard camp out. 

(in pink tents!)

And the highlight of the month was a visit from Grandpa Gbo and Grandma Sade.

(do you recognize this super-sized s'more stick?!)

(Grandpa Gbo's first s'more... EVER!!)

We love you two so much.

THANK YOU for coming!

the duck... check!

Their called Quackers.

Captain Ben

meet bailey!

We got a boat! Her name is Bailey (aka NAT, Never Again Three). 

She's simple and SO sweet. Tonight we saw a seal.