P.S. Enoch. Didn't get the boxes off because the mail didn't go. We'll do it Monday.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
As the news put it, "we dodged a bullet." I'm not sure that we deserve any credit, however, unless it is for acting like the tsunami was going to hit--loading food and provisions into the car, rolling up the rugs, at the last minute leave Toa to be the house watch dog (he said he can swim and hold onto trees). Ådam went to town to protect Shana and Mikey and Minami went up to the point to protect their mom. Shelley, Suzelle, Helen, Phil, Mimi went up by Cackle Fresh and the rest of us hiked up to pine forest where we luckily saw nothing but the usual beautiful view. On the way back we stopped at Needles where Jake and Mighty were camping with Gellerts, Shumways and others. Amaya had the time of her life. And the rest of us had an okay day. Felt a little like a conference Saturday. Some what circumscribed but not Sunday.
Posted by Pamela Palmer at 9:02 PM