Sometimes, the Gentleman Farmer and I
like to go 'adventuring' to nearby
places that we have not been before.
Saturday, being a bit gray and blustery,
we journeyed to the little islands
Vashon and Maury.
Pt. Robinson Park
|Barn swallows sail above us |
as we stroll the walk between cottages.
|This odd contrivance, once used to pull boats|
on and off the beach, now plays the part of
It still rides the rails that travel down to the shore.