I hope the ball cap and the deputy are reunited soon.
This morning, I noticed an olive-green ball cap hanging from the latch on my neighbor’s mailbox (see photo). Because a ball cap can be part of the standard uniform worn by Kitsap County sheriff’s deputies, it made me wonder how the cap and its owner got separated and also hope nothing serious happened in the process.
“Your tail’s wet.” That’s what I tell the Mud Cat (aka Tide) when she returns for breakfast after an early patrol of her Mud Bay territory on a rainy morning. Given it’s the first week of March, I find myself saying those words often. This morning wasn’t any different. Somehow, like a lot of cats, she manages to stay mostly dry, but her tail doesn’t.
There’s teamwork involved in drying her tail off. A couple of passes by me with the closest dish towel and a bit of flag waving on her part quickly restore it to its fluffy glory (see photo). (Try that with a wet dog.) Then it’s time for catfood, a hug, and a long catnap. Is that fair? At this point we’ve both been up for about an hour. Why don’t I get to go back to bed too?
They are noisy sharp-eyed scavengers. I’m talking about glaucous‑winged gulls, the most common gull species found in Dyes Inlet. It doesn’t take much to attract a curious and seemingly always-hungry crowd of them — just toss out a few gull-sized chunks of day-old bread on the shore of Mud Bay and the birds appear in seconds (see photo).
This branch is unlikely to be carried off by the tide without some help.
I’m still recovering from the hip injury I suffered in a bicycle fall three weeks ago. Since then, I have graduated from a walker to a cane, and therapy is helping, but I’m far from being completely mobile. Today, I decided on a good future test to see if I have regained enough mobility for normal living.
I live on Mud Bay. My old pickup truck has advertised my place of residence via a personalized license plate for almost two decades. However, it was only about two years ago that I was able to swap it for a license plate that spells Mud Bay correctly (see photo). That meant dealing with the Washington state Department of Licensing, never an easy task.
Perhaps Puget Sound Energy wants you to catch up on your sleep.
The annual “fall back” drill last month provided an opportunity to grab an extra hour of sleep as part of setting clocks back an hour to mark the end of Daylight Saving Time. On Friday night there’s an even bigger bonus in store for the sleep deprived—a planned power outage for the Rocky Point/Marine Drive neighborhoods.
If there’s such a thing as a malaise-era collector stove, I’m pretty sure I own one (see photo). It’s a Tappan Gallery electric range that was manufactured about 1970. While I cook on a gas stove at my home on Mud Bay, the Tappan gets daily use when I’m at my vacation place on Treasure Island.
The low-quality photo, taken with my old iPhone 7, shows the ugly drifting dock section seen in Mud Bay this morning. Fortunately it’s gone, carried out into Dyes Inlet by the ebbing high tide. There’s another photo at the end of this post showing an even less flattering view.
Does your neighborhood have a book exchange box (see photo), often called a Little Free Library? If you walk or bike much on the streets near your home, you most likely know the answer to this question. Rocky Point, my neighborhood, has one. Marine Drive, a smaller neighborhood just to the west of us, has three. Perhaps Marine Drive has more readers and more community spirit. Continue reading →
Because I bike the length of Rocky Point Road almost every morning, I should spot any changes to its established homes and few remaining wooded lots right away. Not always so. On today’s ride I noticed a new housing start at the corner of Rocky Point Road and Water’s Edge Lane (see photo). Either delivery of the first load of building materials and site clearing have happened since Friday, or I’m not as observant as I thought. Continue reading →