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Camano Island in January

When it’s cold outside and toasty in the car … when you are retired and your husband can’t easily get around … that’s when you can really appreciate a State Park!

This is Camano Island Park, our favorite! In the summer our grandsons love to swim and run along the beach. We arrived here in 1974 with a 2-year-old son, a Great Dane and a Springer Spaniel. We were 27!

The house we rented was across the street from the beach. When we moved in, there were no locks on the doors and we needed to put up a mailbox to get our mail. We had come from city life — Berkeley. It was a magical time!

Our son enjoyed turning over rocks to find baby crabs. We gathered the tiny rocks, shined them up and glued them on bottles, little boxes, … made lamp stands. These were glorious moments of family bliss. That year, Manny worked as an inhalation therapist in Everett and I groomed local poodles.

Ah-h memories. I apologize for taking you down memory lane. It happens a lot lately i can still feel the vibrations of those memories … just like I am there. Life is certaInly worth the ticket!

Today I’m working on placing some of these photos into a collection featuring this island on Zazzle. I look forward to finding more and more audiences who resonate with my visions Here are some products from this morning.

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Manny and I spend our days as close to creative projects as possible. We inflate our views with as much positivity as we dare muster. We come up out of the clouds of adulthood and find joy. Manny is a great cook. He shines at being a brilliant listener, and loves to test, encourage and applaud the perceived success of others. Barbara is joyful creativity. She wakes up with hope and sets about showering her world with buds of ideas and ways of thinking.

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