DartreDame with Bellingham Bay as backdrop from atop Chuckanut Drive. |
My ride, in case you too want to admire. Here sporting the Ostrich saddlebag for larger carrying capacity than my little Berthoud pouch allows. |
As for point-of-view, we happened on these two artists below between Conway and La Conner.
I particularly like how I captured the tilt of the little girl's head as she takes in her putting down.
Who painted these cows (Belted Galloways or Belties)?
A cupola in a field.
Never having participated in a barn raising--though my grandfather was raised in Amish country--it made me wonder. Does one build the barn from underneath? Was this fellow just planning ahead? Or could it be that all we see is the exposed cupola that sits atop a buried building like my mother so admires? Hmmm.
Yes, those are Dartre's arms as she stretches in front of the chicken coop. Can you read the yellow sign?
Our Rivers Court Fishing Derby Queen with her winning King Salmon and winning Smile!
And here's my idea of an emerging political party: a stubborn group that stakes out the high ground and defends it!
As a Capricorn, maybe I should start a new party...? How about the Billy Goat Party?
This was Dartre's third ride of 200 kilometers! Congrats to DartreDame! And her secret training secret? She doesn't train! Go figure.
And as to the details of my no-longer-so-new bicycle, I promise to dedicate some future posts to the details.
Keep it on the High Ground,
CurioRando