In Memorium

Isabel Williamson Hoyt

June 14, 1918 - July 7, 1993

I still miss you, Mom

Budget Fallout

Another victim of our local school district budget cuts was our library advocate at the district level. Ann Reed was Director of Library and Media, but her job has been eliminated altogether. We no longer have an active voice in the "instructional" side of technology use. It would seem logical that schools + technology (should ) = instruction. Sadly, 'tis not always the case. The future of school libraries is uncertain, many districts across the nation have eliminated librarians altogether. We only hope that this recent move is not a step in that direction.

We had a grand send off for Ann on Monday evening featuring an international potluck and a good time for all. I believe it was the only time all of the school librarians and the assistant librarians have all been together in one place! John, my partner in crime, is in the front row, left side...gray hair...it's from having to work with me! :)

More Baby Pics

Here are some sweet shots of McCartney Liu! Those eyes make me melt!

Circles Unbroken

The Hoyt clan was increased by one in December when McCartney Liu Seversen was born to my neice, Eliza, and her husband, Sean. The Seversens live in St. Paul, MN, where my other neice, Meg and her family live. My brother and sister-in-law (Rob and Marilyn) are recently retired and now split their time between the grandkids in MN and the grandkids in Seattle. Rob, Marilyn, Eliza and McCartney flew into Seattle last Friday and we were able to catch Eliza and McCartney during their brief stay before they returned to MN. How cute is this baby?You can't fully appreciate her huge black eyes or her rosebud mouth in this pic, but there will be more!

Great nephew Finn was heartbroken when Wally had to leave. He and Finn made a real "connection" in the brief 4 hrs. we were there! Kindred spirits me thinks!

We are having atypical weather for the end of May/beginning of June. We are usually wet this time of year, but for the past 2 weeks we've had sun and more sun and now heat! The flowers are loving it and so are we. Sunday Wally and I hiked up Chuckanut Ridge to catch the view. It's a 1,oo0' climb mostly straight up! But here's the reward, panoramic views of the Skagit Valley, the San Juan Islands and the Olympics. We could even see Mt. Ranier, but it was a bit hazy so it wouldn't show up in the pic.

We thought it would be fun to go from one extreme to the other, so we hiked back down the ridge and on down to Larrabee State Park to sit by the sea and soak up the sun!

Summer....you gotta love it!

Birthdays and More

Message on the answering machine on Thursday night: "Hello, this is Rena. Glen and I were just talking and we'd like to pick you and Wally up on Saturday for a little mystery trip for your birthday. We know your birthday is Monday, but that's also Memorial Day, so let's shoot for Saturday instead. Call us back and let us know if that works for you." SATURDAY:

How could we say "no"! So on Saturday afternoon our charriot arrives to pick us up and we head south on I-5 and drive...past Mt. Vernon...past Stanwood. Where are we going, we wonder? They giggle, but will disclose nothing! Glen turns off at the Marysville exit and we find ourselves at the Golden Corral which is a chain of buffet restaurants which started in Fayetteville, NC, back in the '70's. We remember Glen and Rena telling us about this place.

We were not prepared for the bounty of mouth-watering choices that awaited us.
Glen couldn't help himself when it came time for dessert, it's hard to "just say NO!"
They were so tickled with themselves for dreaming up this little treat. God brings blessings into my life in so many varied ways!

SUNDAY: After church Wally and I made a stop at Greenacres Cemetery to pay our own tribute to those who sacrificed it all on behalf of our country that we might enjoy precious freedom. It is always a moving sight to view the 1300+ flags that are put on display for Memorial Day. They represent a mighty cost.

A balloonist was catching a bird's eye view!

Afterwards we made a trip out to Birch Bay to watch the sunset. We saw a pair of porpoises having a grand time dipping and diving. A very nice end to a great day.

MONDAY:

Wally wisks me off for another mystery tour to Seattle. We walked the Seattle arboretum and were able to catch the last of the blooming rhodies. My favorite part was the trellis full of fragrant wisteria vine. Heady stuff.

Then it's off to a small putt-putt course somewhere near Redmond. Wally only had directions, so we're not sure what "town" it was actually in, especially since it was in a rural area. It was a grueling match...I won...by 6 strokes...whoo hoo, must have been my birthday or something. We grabbed a bite at the little grill on the golf course, expecting that it would be a minimal menu. Imagine our surprise when we were able to order the lobster louie salad AND the meatloaf sandwich. Our waitress talked us out of ordering more because she claimed the portions were huge. "Oh sure" we thought! But she wasn't kidding!

It couldn't have been a better birthday weekend!

Buyer's Market

Last year a delightful chickadee couple moved into the purely decorative birdhouse that we brought back from Yakima several years ago. We delighted in watching these industrious birds care for their babies as they spent hours and hours catching bugs and delivering them to their wee ones. But a random act of violence ended it all when a pair of sparrows began harassing them. The male managed to enter the birdhouse and kill the babies and that was the end of that. After doing some research I discovered that this is a common problem for chickadees as they are in competition with the sparrows for nesting sites. The murdering sparrows in our yard, however, showed no interest in this nest. So much for that theory. I also learned that I needed to make some alterations to this birdhouse to prevent this tragedy from happening again.

At a local "birding" store I found a copper plate that I could place over the too-large opening on the birdhouse. Now only chickadees can get in and out. I also had to remove the "perch" where other birds could sit and bother them. Chickadees can hold onto the opening itself, but larger birds cannot. I also purchased another birdhouse designed especially for chicadees.

Both birdhouses have been out since last fall and I was hoping that some lovely couple would move in to at least one of them.

Yesterday I noticed a pair of chickadees scoping out both houses. It was such a treat to observe. First the male checked them out, looking carefully at the outside then the inside. Much "discussion" took place and then the female followed suit. I'm not sure what their decision was. Time will tell!

The Little Tree That Could

Once upon a time, Betty Whitaker gave Ridgely a small twig. It was a gift, a cutting from one of Betty's Dogwood Trees. It wasn't an impressive twig. However, it's plain outward appearance belied it's inward beauty. Ridgely took this gift so lovingly bestowed upon her and carried it home where she placed it in a glass of water and waited for the magic to happen. She waited patiently until one day she noticed small roots growing out of the bottom of the homely twig.

As soon as the weather permitted, she dug a small hole in her yard and planted the twig. She spoke words of encouragement to it and even played soft classical music for it, because she had heard that plants, like people, respond to beauty. Ridgely's family snickered at her, but she was not deterred.

At the end of that growing season, the little twig had responded to the warmth of the sun and the life-giving water ( and no doubt to the words of encouragement and the classical music!) by sprouting tender leaves. Ridgely enthusiastically observed the twig as it thrived and grew. After several springs she was thrilled to see that the little twig was producing blossoms. And the little twig was thrilled to declare, "I'm not a twig anymore, I'm a tree."