|APPLES AND FLOWERING CRABAPPLES ARE BLOOMING|
|BUDDY CHECKING HIS P MAIL|
Saturday, 7:30 AM. 55 degrees F at the ferry dock and on the back porch. Wind variable, with light gusts. The sky is clear, the humidity 79%. The barometer is falling, now at 30.17". The week ahead should be warmer with a good chance of rain.
Apples and flowering crabapples are beginning to bloom, and the orchard country is ready to burst into color. The native red elderberry has begun to bloom and the lilacs are not far behind.
We are leaving for Denver shortly, to attend grandson Nick's high school graduation on Tuesday.
From Denver we will head to Yellowstone National Park, where we have cabin reservations for two nights; Joan has never been to Yellowstone and I am anxious to show her this oldest of all National Parks.
Buddy is staying at Blue Ribbon Kennel while we are gone. This is no trip for him. I had to check my email, sent to me by my friends and associates; Buddy had to check his pmail, scent to him by his. We each have our means of communication; his being more reliable and less expensive.