mud bath for our feet

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Cooper’s feet in seaweed
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Mud flats, Olympia, WA

Oh my.  Coming to Washington in the summer is like going to the most amazing dreamland when you thought you already had nice dreams.  Our time with Cooper’s family has included: hiking through the dense woods and eating our way through thanks to Cooper’s mom’s vast knowledge about botany, going to the local farmer’s market and picking prime produce for dinner, buying the forever wanted wool yarn so I can attempt to felt a handbag, eating good home cooked food, eating a picnic dinner while listening to seals bark at us, watching hundreds of bats leave their day spot at dusk, trekking through the mud flats during low tide and feeling the incredible sensation not only of the mud but the soft seaweed under my toes, lots of eating, more eating, good conversation, family, homebrew, and the list goes on.  I feel like a new woman after having spent so much time in clean air and beautiful surroundings.  Who knew you could eat the flowers from a fennel plant?  Oh, so good.

Tomorrow we plan to go to the Thurston County Fair then to Seattle to visit some SCU friends.  What started as a dinner with a friend and his gf has turned into a little SCU reunion bbq.  I can’t wait! 

Three more days until another friend ties the knot.  Whooo hoooo Charliemann!! Whoo hoo. 


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At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change. I have closed my comments due to mass amounts of spam that no filter could ever control. Feel free to contact me abeckord [at] gmail.com!

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