|Snow on the chicken coop|
It's late in the day, and I went to the coffee shop first thing as usual, walked three miles home, and wanted to show you that we got some snow this morning. I took this on the way home. Afterwards, I spent some time playing on my laptop and reading blogs and emails, and then I had my monthly acupuncture treatment in Fairhaven.
And just like that, the day is over. I came home and spent a little time chatting with SG, fixed myself a late lunch, and then decided I'd better get going or I wouldn't ever get this Tuesday post written and done. I just couldn't find a subject and decided that the snow would have to be enough of an event to write about it. Boring...
So then I got on Facebook and read a little of my friends' posts, and I learned that another acquaintance has died, this time a woman younger than me who died of cancer. Sometimes I have to remember how lucky I am to be in relatively good shape for an elder, and that thought gave me the impetus to pour myself a glass of wine and get started.
I went over to the Bellingham group on Facebook called "Seeing Bellingham" and found this lovely picture taken by Doug Brown in Fairhaven this morning (obviously).
I pass by this status whenever I visit the Village Bookstore just down the street from this statue. He's usually not looking so frosty. I had to look up the information to find out who this guy was.
John Joseph (J.J.) Donovan arrived in Fairhaven in 1888 at the invitation of Nelson Bennett for the purpose of building a railroad which would transport coal from his mine on the Skagit River to be shipped from the newly-settled town of Fairhaven.
That is a much more interesting picture and story than my lame chicken coop attempt, so forgive me, Doug, for snagging your cool picture to make my post more interesting!