This report of the Thanksgiving festivities on Lopez courtesy of Dick:
[Nancy and Dick] went [to Lopez] on Wednesday to make beds, clean up, buy food, etc. The etc was a stop at Nancy Bingham’s studio to pick up a new Turkey platter. Nancy B. had asked, “Do you want a turkey on it?” Nancy R. said, “No, I want a heron or a fish, or an eagle.” She got all three, and it is beautiful!
Steve, Cate and Ben made it as far as 18747 Wed. eve and came on to Lopez Thursday noon. Amy and Lib came also but on a different ferry. All were gathered in time to be assigned and to complete their tasks. Also, in time for a walk around Pavey loop.
The great big dead bird was ready about 6:30; we had Lopez Riesling for a taste and Lopez Malbec with dinner. Then another walk for some, around Pavey loop. Mike produced three pies, and Julia’s friend Wendy Buffum arrived with pieces of three more. (Ben was beside himself deciding which luscious morsel to choose.)
Friday was kind of rainy. We dismantled the jigsaw puzzle from last year (actually Thursday afternoon) and started on a new one, much bigger and maybe harder. Some went to town to shop. Steve and Ben, with help from Cate, built a “survival shelter” from brush around here and there. In the process Mike and I found some serious leaks in the drain from the road to the beach, which we were able to fix! Now there is a very respectable stream of water coming out the beach end.
Saturday was the Lopez PreSchool Annual Bazaar, so we went to that. A., E., and C. went to the Islander to watch the Apple Cup game in the afternoon (UW won 38-0). Saturday eve we had the third dinner from the turkey: a delicious soup. Sunday the Boise crowd left before dawn to catch the 6:40 ferry, Amy and Lib left on the 1:35, and we went back to Nancy’s knitting ( at the moment a Christmas stocking for Arlo), and I to a book that’s been lying around that I have not been moved to read: All The Pretty Horses by Cormac McCarthy.
Now we can look forward to a resounding end of this year and beginning of the next.