It’s that time of the year again, our annual Washington trip. More formally known as “Grammy Camp”. I look forward to it all year, and here it is. Here’s the farm where we stay. (ha just kidding, they have a house we don’t sleep with the horses-that’s the barn.)
Here’s the Grammy Camp runners, Crazy Gram & Crazy Gramp George.
And the attendees- Me & Scar(lett), Cousins, Twins, BFF’s, you know.
And of course our animal friends, the horsies C.C., Sheila, and Odie the cat.
Gram lives in Poulsbo, a Norwegian settled small town, just a ferry ride away from Seattle. And Viking donuts are a staple.
We do some classic things we always do, like paint boards, hang out at George’s dock, and explore the basement.
And of course we try new things, like me, I tried to be a driving instructor, and Scarlett she tried to learn to drive, and we tried to ride a horse that hasn’t been rode in 10 years. (let’s just say she bucked)
And there’s the cluttered basics, until part two folks!