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She's Up and Running

Well, it has been a long while since I have posted here, but I'm back and ready to go.
First of all, I need to share with you a picture of my grandson, Cadel.  Yes, I am in love. He's coming over for dinner tomorrow night to celebrate his Dad's birthday!! Now, here is a picture taken from my deck.  I now live in Seattle in a neighborhood called Ballard.  It is traditionally a fishing center.  Fisherman's terminal is right across the canal from here, and the Hiram Chittendom Locks are just two blocks away.  I can see the ships moving through the canal all day.  If you ever watch "The Deadliest Catch", you have visited this port and some of the local watering holes.
The very top of the space needle is visible at the top of the hill in the distance, and I was able to watch the fireworks display put on atop the needle on New Years Eve right from the comfort of my living room. Whenever someone visits, we take a walk to the locks.  Here is an interesting little boat making it's entery into the first stage.
If you were wondering, yes, I love it here.  I feel so content.  Contentment is the word of the day.  I haven't felt like this in a long time. I have been a vendor for the past two weeks at the Ballard Farmer's Market.  Above are a few of the scarves I have for sale there, and below are a few of the yarns.
I'm really enjoying the market here.  It's only 6 blocks from my apartment, and in a very upscale neighborhood.  So far, business has been good.  The first week, I sold 4 green hats to 4 red haired women.
That's it for now.  I will be posting more regularly, now that I know how to retrieve my pictures from my Smart Phone.  The darn phone seems to be smarter than me. Posted by fiberfabrications at 3:40 PM 7 comments: Labels: Ballard, Ballard Farmer's Market


The Village of Nooksack

Yesterday, the Cities of Everson and Nooksack lost a great man.  Police Chief Erik Ramstead was a kind and generous man and will be missed by all.
I read about the news on facebook in the morning, and while driving north to an appointment, it got me to thinking; thinking back to the day when my husband died, and how a Village came to my aid.
I've never told this entire story here, and if you need to, leave now.  I am not going to leave any details out.
I slept in late, the morning of December 21, 2010.  I NEVER slept past 6:30, but there it was, 7:20am.
All was dark in the house, and I jumped out of bed proclaiming "Alan, Gordon will be here in 40 minutes".  Gordon was our vet.  I went to the bathroom first, and looked out the window to see if the lights were on in the barn.  No.  Oh, no.  That's when I knew.  I turned around and saw the shadow of Alan in his recliner.  I turned on the lights and my worst fears were realized.  He was gone.  He had left me.  I was devastated.
I called my neighbors first.  My fingers were so conditioned to dial Judy's number, that even though I had intended 911, I got her.
Then I managed 911.
I was going in circles, wondering what to do, when I saw Gordon drive in.  Gordon is never early.  In fact, he is rarely on time.  Everyone knows this.  But here he was, 20 minutes early.
I ran outside screaming, "Gordon, Alan is dead".  He got out of the truck, wrapped me in his arms and held me while I screamed and cried and sobbed.  He never let go until my neighbors arrived.
I didn't know it at the time, but after surrendering me to Judy and Tom, Gordon called my friends in the alpaca community and the other vets.
Tom and Judy went in the house with me, and then the EMTs arrived.  I knew two of them personally, one of them being a school friend of Alan's.  A police officer also came, and he stayed at the house until Alan's body was removed quite a bit later by the mortuary.
As soon as the aid cars left, there began a stream of friends and neighbors arriving.  One came with her daughter, carrying two large trays covered with cookies, breads and other foods.  Kathleen, from my knitting group came and vacuumed my house and washed the kitchen floors.  She knew I would be having company.
The first neighbor, Kelly, organized about a dozen kids to come clean up my yard, which was covered with tree boughs from the last northeaster.  I didn't know she had done this, but at one point I looked out the window, and there they were along with a City employee who was loading the waste into a City vehicle and hauling it away.
The day went on like that with Alan's school friends coming and staying for hours, telling stories and reminiscing.  Esther, a young lady who had volunteered with me during the summers and being my friend, came and silently worked in my kitchen all day.  I did not remember that until this last summer when I was at her bridal shower and we were asked to relate how we knew her and to share a story.
It Takes a Village.
The people of Nooksack and Everson embraced me in a manner I never anticipated.  People I did not even know came by with cards and goodies for weeks.
This is why it was so hard for me to leave my wonderful town of Nooksack.  It took me two years to make the decision, and I am not sorry.  But my heart remains with all my dear friends in Whatcom County, Washington.
Know that you are loved and will not be forgotten.
Posted by fiberfabrications at 10:29 AM 6 comments: Labels: Alan Bylsma, Chief Erik Ramstead, Everson, Linda Bylsma, nooksack
