This morning we were both awakened by a terrific chorus of birds, perhaps unhappy with the seed assortment in our bird feeder. It hasn’t affected the rate at which the abundant variety of local birds empty the truncated cone. We put a couple pounds in daily.
Peggy, being a good egg, whipped up breakfast for us before we slipped out of the campground for some aimless wandering and a hunt for produce stands. Last time we were here, we found a honor system stand where we acquired some good stuff. We found it again today but the honor system might not have panned out because the stand was closed. Undefeated, Peggy tried to direct me to another stand where we have previously had success and it was open but had almost no produce although they had acres of potted plants and an invalid liquor sales license.
We started to surrender on the quest but Peggy directed me to a last chance joint called Grocery Outlet Bargain Market in Mount Vernon and we were able fill our fruit and veggies requirement along with some milk and beer. Success!
Back at La Conner Campground we shoveled our stuff into the trailer cabinets and then went outside to check out the birds. The biggest group sucked in by the feeder has been nuthatches although there are twohees, Stellar’s blue jays and an large raptor like a hawk pursued by many pissed-off ravens. Maybe the raptor ate one of the kiddies and the folks were merely expressing their discontent. We took a walk down to the edge of the Sound. The tide was in for today’s visit, obscuring the hull-wrecking jagged rocks plainly visible during yesterday’s low tide. It was gorgeous.