After moving to Colorado (back in the summer of 2002), we returned to Seattle the following spring, for the shorebird migration. I still vividly remember driving south from Sea-Tac (the airport), heading out towards the coast of Washington, and being amazed by how green it was. Coming from Colorado, it was a striking difference. Sure, Colorado has some green times, early in the spring, when the hot dry summer has not yet set in, and there is still some moisture left over from the winter. But, on the whole, you could not characterize Colorado as a particularly green place.
Here in Maine, this spring, I have been struck by the green, the quantity, the variety, the lushness all around.
Here in Maine, this spring, I have been struck by the green, the quantity, the variety, the lushness all around.
And, of course, all the flower and bush blooming activity.
Ray was worried that our lawn was too much of a hill, too steep for good play activity. But, it turns out to be just fine, and he and Alden mowed their own little soccer field in the lawn.
Finally, Ray on his "portable deck", talking on the phone to his brother (portable deck: also known as the wagon-soon-to-become-a-woodshed... For the full story on that, see flickr. Really, the story starts here: at crowbar, and then on towards "destruction".).
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Was that swing set always there and does anyone use it?
yes, the swing set has been there all along. Perhaps it was pretty much covered in snow, until recently... :)
Yes, Milo likes it, and other kids do swing in/on the swings as well (various neighbor/friend kids).
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