She itching all over, whined to him about her horrid red rash.  He grabbed his magnifying glass and her arm and took a look.

“It’s a rash,” he said.  “Where else is it?”

She told him there was one kind of rash on her tummy and her leg, and another kind of rash on her arm and her butt.

He looked at everything with his hand lens (magnifying glass) — even her butt.  She said, “I would think you could see my butt well enough without making it bigger!”

He ignored that.  He also dismissed the rash on her tummy and leg, agreeing with her that it was probably her reoccurring eczema.  Then he invited her to examine her own arm with the hand lens.  “See the red pustules?”  He queried.  She nodded.  “Those are on your butt, too,” he said.

“So what are they?”  She wailed.

He smirked and said, “Poison Ivy most likely.”

“Poison Ivy!”  She wailed.

He tried valiantly not to laugh. “I’m afraid so.”

“I am suffering here!”  She said.  “You are not supposed to be enjoying this!”

He really smiled then and said, “I’m sorry, love.  I’m not enjoying this, I just can’t seem to do anything about the smile.”

She thought of several things She could do about his smile, but was too busy scratching to act on any of them.

Buck in Velvet

Then we saw this little miss standing at the edge of the trees. She was a bit hesitant about venturing into the open, but ….

Fawn

… her momma was getting further and further away, and finally little one sprinted to catch up.

Doe & Fawn

They ate their way across the pasture and out of sight.
Then, a little later in the day, I crossed paths with this little guy again.

He still wasn’t keen on having his photo taken and didn’t hang around long.

Mt. Baker

Enough said? Despite the haze, you can still see that this is one spectacular place!

I’m back! I was gone for about 60 hours. I packed round 20 hours of driving and a lot of visiting with friends and family into that time. I am once again in Friday Harbor, but I am exhausted! Stay tuned for more ….

The first contestant to EMAIL me the right answer wins a featured link in my blog which will display until next Monday when we’ll play this little game again. Enjoy.

PLEASE, do not write your guess in the comments. It spoils the game for the other players. Your guesses will be shared when the game ends. Oh, and just because someone announces they’ve won, doesn’t mean that they have. Please keep guessing until I post the answers!

WINNERS!

June 29th, 2009, 12:02 a.m. — Thom — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 12:02 a.m. — Caryl — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 12:46 a.m. — OJM — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 4:38 a.m. — Doug — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 4:42 a.m. — Barbara — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 5:34 a.m. — Dr. John — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 7:46 a.m. — Raven — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 7:51 a.m. — Melli — Phone Tag

June 29th, 2009, 7:55 a.m. — Shelly — Phone Tag

WACKY WILD GUESSERS!

June 29th, 2009, 1:42 a.m. — Mar — Coin Phone

]]> http://quilldancer.com/2009/06/29/punny-monday-24/feed/ http://quilldancer.com/2009/06/28/san-juan-winery/ http://quilldancer.com/2009/06/28/san-juan-winery/#comments Mon, 29 Jun 2009 01:54:55 +0000 Quilly http://quilldancer.com/?p=2631 Friday Harbor has it’s own winery and I stopped by for a visit — just for all of you!

San Juan Vineyards

Clockwise from top left: (please click to enlarge): Winery Church — built specifically for hosting weddings; Gift Shop front porch, a lovely place to sit and sip wine; Garden gate & path leading to the gift shop; the brewing “shed”;  front gates; rentable party space.

The Vineyard Flower Beds

Beautiful and vibrant landscaping ads to the atmosphere.  It was a bit windy when I went, and most of the flowers did not photograph well because of it.  Here is the tiniest sample.

My intent this afternoon — after a very lazy day of lounging around the house — was to walk down the road a piece and photograph the Fox Glove in the yard by the cabins.

Fox Glove

On my way back from photographing the Fox Glove, I met this little fella.

White Crowned Sparrow

He was a mouthy little thing and he had quite a bit to say to me — and by the tone I don’t think any of it was complimentary. He was upset because I was investigating a berry bush he has staked out as his. It is obvious he’s not up for sharing.

But the highlight of today came this morning as Amoeba and I were starting the day. Amoeba got to the living room before me and I heard him speak — barely above a whisper, “Hey, Love. Get your camera and come here.”

I did not know what he was going to show me, but I walked quietly through the apartment, got my camera and joined him at the window. I took this through the glass:

Velvet Pronged Buck

This shot and the close up following it I took from the balcony.

Buck

Should I Run?

He chose to saunter slowly away.

A Few Pictures & a Couple of Anecdotes

She downloaded her pictures and sat beside him with the computer. Please note, He is a BOTANIST/oceanographer. She says to him, “See these pink flowers?” He says, “Hmmm.” She says, “What are they?” He looks at them closely, nods decisively and says, “Pink flowers.”

Pink Flowers

I found this little beauty hiding shyly in the bushes:

Doe

Then this sweet Robin,
with a bit of song and dance,
led me in the opposite direction I’d planned to go.

Robin Red Breast

But, thanks to Robin, I found these beautiful Sea Anemones.

Anthopleura Sea Anemones

And, in the next tide pool I found this empty oyster shell being scrubbed by sea snails.

Oyster Shell & Sea Snails

When I returned home I found this fella sunning himself on the porch railing.

Gull

But by far my favorite pics of the day were of a fisherman who came by while I was playing in the tide pool. He came and went so quickly, there was no time to adjust the speed on my camera, so these are not as clear as I would like.

American Bald Eagle

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American Bald Eagle

You can make any photo larger by clicking on it — and larger again by clicking “All Sizes” on the Flickr menu.

She wants to have a serious talk with Mother Nature.  He is perfectly content with the status quo.

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R.I.P.

August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009