Oh, you fickle birch–
how quickly you turn yellow
with the first cold wind
The original plan was that KCINNOTX was going to fly into town tomorrow, husband in tow, to show him how beautiful it is here. I’ve been campaigning to get them to move to the area ever since I moved here two years ago.
But on Friday, her dear husband had a rather awful bicycle accident and the doctor declined to clear him for air travel (wise move, I’m sure), so now I will
not have a reason to purchase any Tillamook Marionberry Pie ice cream or clean my house go to choir practice tomorrow night.
This picture was taken in April when she flew out here for a visit and a mutual friend’s wedding. When my hard drive went into permafrost mode, my sweet BFF sent me a CD of all the photographs from her entire trip — and many of them were even better than the ones I lost. I’d much rather have her friendship than my pictures. ♥