Beachcomber: Banana Split Bandits.

Please, reader, allow me to share you one of the hilarious bits of the Beachcomber:

If you cant read it it says this, "In the ##### block of ###the Ave. SW, several 10-to 14 year olds entered an unlocked home and outhouse, stole banana split makings and left."

If there really is a gang of food stealing tween bandits haunting the Island then surely that is worth being a bit nervous about.  But something tells me there is more to this story.

For references sake this is from the Wednesday July 23, 2014 Vashon-Maury Island Beachcomber on page 22 under the Vashon-Maury FYI Sheriff Reports.

No rides at the Vashon strawberry festival.

The Strawberry Festival is this weekend. We are excited about it.

Except now I have to break the news to my 4 year old that there will be no rides.

This sucks. It really sucks. Even though the rides are kinda bad, and overpriced, it's still fun to give your kids $5 and say, "Go for it."

I hope there can be a solution in the future.

Shinglemill Creek

I had a rare opportunity to go for a walk by myself.

This quiet stretch of a path- along Shinglemill Creek is so lovely in winter, spring summer or fall!

Cafe Luna's Latte

I love Cafe Luna's Latte.
It is good.
There are places to sit to enjoy them.
They are friendly.

Thank You Cafe Luna.

Home sweet home.

It is an amazing thing to come home.
When you love where you live it is so so so easy.
When it is 80 degrees and sunny it is even easier.

Ferry Riding...what's your habit?

When you ride the Ferries a lot you develop habits.

Do you go upstairs?

Do you go upstairs and sit?

Do you go upstairs and do laps?

Do you go to the bathroom, get a coffee and head back to your car?

Do you sit in your car with the radio on?

Do your read a book?

Play on your phone?

Do work?

What's your ferry habit?

Vashon Island: Customer service.

We needed to order some topsoil/compost for our new raised beds.  So with recommendations from an Island friend S called Mr. X.  S played phone tag with this someone for many, many, many voicemails.

It was so frustrating.  We called another topsoil/compost person and were told, "Oh no you gottta call John Doe." No number provided.  Just call him. Hmmm.

So then finally Mr. X and S leave a series of helpful voicemails.

"Oh hi...blah blah blah. . . We need a trillion square feet of soil."

"Oh hi...blah blah blah...That will be more money than you want to pay." (this is an island after all)

"Ummm how about only a million."

"Um okay. That will be 245.34"

"Um since you don't ever answer your phone and i don't ever answer mine. We will leave the check taped to the front door please drop it off anytime this week."

"Okay. I'll bring the soil on Friday afternoon."

Friday morning, while at the grocery store, the dirt guy arrives. Finds us not home because I think that afternoon must meet AFTER noon.  Hey drops it off. Grabs the check and leaves a reciept.

I call and leave a grateful message.

Seriously though, we did an entire interaction with this business person without speaking, without meeting, without actually connecting.  It kind of sucked.  It was a classic Vashon business encounter where it seemed like the person wasn't actually interested in selling us anything.  I guess few competitors sometimes takes the steam out of a business.

But alas. We kept at it (or S did!) and we have some beautiful soil in our raised beds now!