Saturday in pictures

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">No snowshoeing pictures. By the time I got going it was almost 1 p.m. It's really not worth an hour drive to Mt. Rainier and only have a couple hours there before we have to head home. My fault. I decided to wash my car "quickly" which turned into a two-hour detailing job. I love a clean car.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Instead we drove about ten minutes down to the beach at Dash Point Park in Federal Way. It was a spectacular day, with the high about 60 degrees. There are also some really cool trails in the hills around the beach. It's a gorgeous park that's close to our house. The tide was out so we spent a lot of time walking out to the water, then hiked a couple trails, one was practically up a mountain.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When we arrived I was a little bothered by all the people. I hate crowds. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUITSnJ8P2-gaITKa0PJABIhX2iFpEA1tdFE-BhqlNuSesMhVsihjICsnR6bjjmc1uErKf0YeNbP0hsUI_UVzt_ipvxkthXbRv50Ta5DtJfHU0mnw6NijUKUSpCSHKK3FiBstaeK8ba90/s1600-h/Group+shot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUITSnJ8P2-gaITKa0PJABIhX2iFpEA1tdFE-BhqlNuSesMhVsihjICsnR6bjjmc1uErKf0YeNbP0hsUI_UVzt_ipvxkthXbRv50Ta5DtJfHU0mnw6NijUKUSpCSHKK3FiBstaeK8ba90/s640/Group+shot.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Once we walked out closer to the water, it was like we were totally alone.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW-IYiUdavqWSgpzlQwHXVbYI4-S-nDCoZElN6z2r2kXYUnAFvbQxRrwutLvxQ5GMN_WKiIhs_qVJ40hmKXQSZgrvFWXQJGhC3PDh16vSjdgyt0w14iPH7zmPfRyUdVlfs8to365CZionA/s1600-h/DP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW-IYiUdavqWSgpzlQwHXVbYI4-S-nDCoZElN6z2r2kXYUnAFvbQxRrwutLvxQ5GMN_WKiIhs_qVJ40hmKXQSZgrvFWXQJGhC3PDh16vSjdgyt0w14iPH7zmPfRyUdVlfs8to365CZionA/s640/DP.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I thought this was so pretty where the tide was out. Sea grass?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhbpj7ZvEtXPYof8bNIvZ5eXrMYewNDGI-huynCWkfjADMH1FkJ1fP-RLoxu7wqby2QI3dTAdQvNECP5UpOtq7CgiqWt4eQmN1jV_-J6TfAmCz4LOyoim_v6KCB6eP3bdAndd28RuK_d-/s1600-h/grass+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhbpj7ZvEtXPYof8bNIvZ5eXrMYewNDGI-huynCWkfjADMH1FkJ1fP-RLoxu7wqby2QI3dTAdQvNECP5UpOtq7CgiqWt4eQmN1jV_-J6TfAmCz4LOyoim_v6KCB6eP3bdAndd28RuK_d-/s640/grass+3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Closeup. Isn't it artsy looking?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYE6Q6ojL0v-tcFKid_WkwzSApBaz3ZZfnyuodWS_BIiRM3RGFqNKoDeK5-9crPp0rwXXww1q7AJPkAyegDl7VQ5uSLCTg6TE8KCHOYVf2VfNc_7QwLpYwWZSgoJgjZiV-THJeDO_1JWG/s1600-h/Grass+closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYE6Q6ojL0v-tcFKid_WkwzSApBaz3ZZfnyuodWS_BIiRM3RGFqNKoDeK5-9crPp0rwXXww1q7AJPkAyegDl7VQ5uSLCTg6TE8KCHOYVf2VfNc_7QwLpYwWZSgoJgjZiV-THJeDO_1JWG/s640/Grass+closeup.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The killer trail.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYN3b5SzhX5qVlLJpuSmziTlBhA9JjQCOb3sWtAxzC32ncMcSWQJcSc9sk6YLpJOjxLReRbfafUb-SDqLR8c-w8-UJnQpEQGH6_Ow5NnxTqgYKuAPqNqHbNQcvdcpWS7B0kxND7snDYzs/s1600-h/Trail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYN3b5SzhX5qVlLJpuSmziTlBhA9JjQCOb3sWtAxzC32ncMcSWQJcSc9sk6YLpJOjxLReRbfafUb-SDqLR8c-w8-UJnQpEQGH6_Ow5NnxTqgYKuAPqNqHbNQcvdcpWS7B0kxND7snDYzs/s640/Trail.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A giant holly tree.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEildXahRlw5xd5YBWCzBWaMTtR60LA_rgIavMk7nvqnSQWc2JRXZrRLKewbFwO6wAtt20u3-iajP1Bv2wGZB3LrSnLdoTAm2Cr1Wepi9kc2WCwnjAUFxYEGjuW4sTQ3mIk7yhgF7phkmTgY/s1600-h/Holly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEildXahRlw5xd5YBWCzBWaMTtR60LA_rgIavMk7nvqnSQWc2JRXZrRLKewbFwO6wAtt20u3-iajP1Bv2wGZB3LrSnLdoTAm2Cr1Wepi9kc2WCwnjAUFxYEGjuW4sTQ3mIk7yhgF7phkmTgY/s640/Holly.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The view from the top of the trail.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylhvnQFLk6MNQLae4sSK3arpCfyspda7zFCCvG2sYW_1pU6_z0Fj5e8lG4ACdFmQrqidhYYZfL71c2ETBaqkgH4r0NCZP4tqCk376NQctBbwbfp1LJWDJpJPDwmXKTet5M2exH4bY0fM_/s1600-h/Trees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylhvnQFLk6MNQLae4sSK3arpCfyspda7zFCCvG2sYW_1pU6_z0Fj5e8lG4ACdFmQrqidhYYZfL71c2ETBaqkgH4r0NCZP4tqCk376NQctBbwbfp1LJWDJpJPDwmXKTet5M2exH4bY0fM_/s640/Trees.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sand dollars. There were thousands of them. My husband told me he thought they were dead so I picked up a couple of them and put them in my pocket to take home. Then I started looking at them and they had little furry hairs on the underside. I told my husband I was pretty sure they were alive so I put them back, and tried not to walk on any of them. That was hard to do because they were everywhere. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When we got home I googled them. They were indeed alive. That's why they were half buried in the sand. They were feeding! There were all sizes, from tiny baby ones the size of a dime, to giant ones that were about four inches in diameter. Very cool. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBp6ZdSg_adPkyrRX6RtykQ2ENeqfL6LJMylSEKmh4dYPDrG6wYJJwRoADI6g0NKjDOvu3n25AUf18wClbiHO8tbBOYz0JpeIIDzrMRBriPOt8Ux7id9-4EPvMozpK61UUnDuUFgjOUsd/s1600-h/6Mar2010+Browns+Pt+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBp6ZdSg_adPkyrRX6RtykQ2ENeqfL6LJMylSEKmh4dYPDrG6wYJJwRoADI6g0NKjDOvu3n25AUf18wClbiHO8tbBOYz0JpeIIDzrMRBriPOt8Ux7id9-4EPvMozpK61UUnDuUFgjOUsd/s640/6Mar2010+Browns+Pt+064.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mt. Rainier, taken on the way home, about two miles from our house.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdKyY54z22PeJpG3fvmTdNg6BoYWcP0dfqc3AImEilqgpxFXp3Ww-g6QX7hzKVQh_FwuCvaoi1U6ZHOsMjOlAECXZqSe9UyIkKU2Lya6kOW_IIBYGAWMBH3NRudBk4wdydbunnMLQwhNa0/s1600-h/Mt.+Rainier+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdKyY54z22PeJpG3fvmTdNg6BoYWcP0dfqc3AImEilqgpxFXp3Ww-g6QX7hzKVQh_FwuCvaoi1U6ZHOsMjOlAECXZqSe9UyIkKU2Lya6kOW_IIBYGAWMBH3NRudBk4wdydbunnMLQwhNa0/s640/Mt.+Rainier+3.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />On the home we stopped at a little place called Brown Point Diner. I ordered the maple marinated chicken, pear, pecans and blue cheese crumbles salad, served with a maple vinegarette. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven (or maybe I was starving). It was so good! I ate half of the salad and about 1/4 of the delicious vinegarette. I took the other half home (which I ate it later in the evening).</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnLLyIr2GejPDIsTaUNM-4xGcuIVleWvQQ5uSECclMkfRswFBLof7hiWuHeev9FhP9YTqMX9-qqWRAep4ktAmxH2O7JNwAsRajAcDqmv31Jm2Rx9tQ5hh7d77Ru1_dqKny3cgo8B2GmFd/s1600-h/Lunch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnLLyIr2GejPDIsTaUNM-4xGcuIVleWvQQ5uSECclMkfRswFBLof7hiWuHeev9FhP9YTqMX9-qqWRAep4ktAmxH2O7JNwAsRajAcDqmv31Jm2Rx9tQ5hh7d77Ru1_dqKny3cgo8B2GmFd/s640/Lunch2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a very fun afternoon, but I was kind of sorry we didn't get up to the mountain for snowshoeing. Maybe next weekend.</div>

Saturday in pictures

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