Yesterday, the fam and I drove to my home-town of Orting, Wa. Growing up in a small town will: nurture you, raise-you-up, disciplined you, comfort you, and suffocate you all at once. For the kids raised in the small town of Orting, Mt. Rainier was our guardian and inspiration. Everyone from there claims it as, “their” mountain.
We made the 1.5 hour long trek to visit family and friends and watch the annual daffodil parade. Yesterday was the 83rd daffodil parade to march the streets of Orting. Miles and I were lucky ducks, and Grammy watched Leif and our dog Zeus. We got 3 full hours of grown-up time. We went to a bar and had a beer *gasp*. Latter, we met up with our friends and watched an army of cheerleaders, band members, princesses, horses, goats, clowns, cars, buses, and advertisements march down the main street of Orting. It was sunny, and we had a wonderful view of the greatest spectacle Orting has to offer, “our” mountain.
I hope you are having a wonderful weekend.