Monday, June 22, 2009

Seattle & Vancouver [A] 6/14/09 - 6/20/09

Scenes from Vancouver

Chinatown sidewalk

The Steam Clock

The pier from Gastown

Carnival Lines cruise ship tied to downtown pier

The observation deck

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Busted!

We found this bandit in with the chicks yesterday, chasing them all over the place. Fortunately, they escaped through the hole he dug under the fence. We also found him in with the big girls on three separate prior occasions. But all he was doing was stealing their food. We got him last night. Guilty as sin and with a long rap sheet to boot!

Friday, May 22, 2009

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Saturday, April 11, 2009

The Magnificent Magnolias

Too bad the blossoms don't last longer. It seems that every year, right after they bloom, they are doomed to a day of high winds and heavy rains. This year..? So far, so good.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Who's yer mommy?

On the left is a normal size chicken egg. On the right is one we found in one of our coops a couple days ago. We have several bantam chickens, none of which was laying until just recently when the eggs started to trickle in. Then this. Is this the first attempt of a young banty; or did some wild bird decide to make a deposit in our egg bank?

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Life is hell



Life is hell

I need a receipt,
the customer said.

You need a receipt
for a single order
of General Tso's chicken?
I asked.

My wife is an accountant,
he said. My life is hell!

You see that extra ten cents?
I pointed at the register tape.
That's the one-percent for green space,
just in case she asks.

That's alright, he said,
as long as I have a receipt.

I could smell the booze.

Everybody thinks their life is hell.
And maybe it is.

But I live with two Chinese women,
each of whom thinks
she knows what's best for me.

If you'd ever lived
with just one Chinese woman
you would marvel
at my dilemma.

Leonard Cohen with sweet & sour sauce

In the kitchen Jimi Hedrix
is stir-frying chords
on the radio.
Out front it's Chinese
love songs piped in
through the stereo.

Jenny's busy in the back,
so I hook up my MP3.

She catches me.

Chinese retaurant supposed
to have Chinese music,
she says. Need atmosphere
for the customers.

Right now, there are no customers,
I say. Besides,
a little Leonard goes good
with Moo Goo Gai Pan.