Another day in Sequim has passed. This one was not without its challenges. Ron came down with a fever and has spent the entire day in the hotel. I feel bad for him. He’s missing the fun.
The girls and I started the day having breakfast with Grandpa. He definitely seems to find the good places to eat. We went to the Old Mill Cafe and had a killer breakfast. Kendall had french toast while Annalise enjoyed blueberry pancakes shaped like a bear. I had their Harvest Moon omelet: zucchini, broccoli, onions, mushrooms, parmesan cheese, Asiago cheese, and mozzarella. It was to die for.
After breakfast the girls spent some time at Aunt Julie’s. I went off alone and found a small park tucked into the middle of downtown. It was shaded with tons of trees. I sat at one of the tables and enjoyed some quiet time with God. I love to get away in a beautiful place to read the word and pray. Not a soul was around except God and me. I hope to go there again before we leave Sequim. Sorry, I don’t have a picture of that park.
When the girls got hungry for lunch, we packed up some pbjs and headed to Carrie Blake Park. I tell you, everything is green and lush here. There is no shortage of beauty. Here’s a few pics of the park.