Saturday morning walk in La Conner

My old MacBook died so I have relied on those pesky PCs at the library. The difference is vast and I stumble at the task, but get by with the aid of the librarians. Then on down the street, Rico and I seek a head of lettuce and find a bib type to blow your mind, Hedlin grown to perfection. As Rico rolls in the grass, scratching his back, I gaze to the north across the flats, a view to enchant the poet or painter, or me and you, my lucky neighbor.

Jai Boreen

La Conner