It's been a quiet week, but with a few outings. It's a time of relaxing, catching up on bills, etc. We were in town while the local chapter of Great Old Broads for Wilderness had a sidewalk march in connection with recent deaths of Mexican grey wolves. The fellow on crutches is protesting the use of leg traps; he's dragging one.
On a lighter note was First Friday a couple nights ago, and it was the best we've seen yet. Lots of shops open and lots of activity in the streets, bringing people downtown. In addition to the stiltwalker, the band Yo, Paulie! played and the folks with batons were practicing for fire dancing when it got dark (by which time us oldies were gone home).
It's been unseasonably warm down here for a couple of days and today the wind came up, blowing hard from the SW.
Important but not of our doing, my first great grandchild was born yesterday afternoon. She's Jillian Ruth Hoppe, born to David and Diana Hoppe in Schenectady, NY. Jillian was born at 4:47 p.m. and was 20 inches long and weighed 8 lbs., 8 oz. at birth. All is well and David and Diana (and lots of relatives) are ecstatic!
For readers who are not family, my daughter Beth is David's mother. It was a delight for Sandy and I to be able to attend David and Diana's wedding at the end of May year before last in the Spokane area. He and his brother Chris are fine young men! David (28 in a couple of days) is a nuclear reactor operator in the Navy. tv
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