“How could rocks and sand and silence make us afraid and yet be so wonderful?” – Edna Brush Perkins


The kids and I visited Fort Casey State Park when we were on Whidbey Island last weekend and had a great time. It’s got a beautiful view of Puget Sound, tons of wide open space filled with grass and deer, and interesting things to see.
But here’s the part that cracks me up. Back when they built it in 1890, the idea was that they were going to have these guns (cannons?) that they’d raised up to shoot and then quickly lower back down. Like some hide and seek with heavy artillery. The guns could shoot projectiles at something like 1,544 miles per hour so it could hit an object 8 miles away in 30 seconds. I guess they figured that was long enough that no ship under attack would notice there’s a fort on the hill and fire back?
Pretty much a moot point because once planes were invented, the guns were easily spotted from above. It reminds me of Dr. Stein’s Perils of Prediction podcast and post – there are so many reasons that we are bad at predicting the future.


Anyone want s’more?


I love how the beach invites kids and dogs to just sprawl. Based on Todd Fulginiti’s April Photo Journal, this applies to grown men too!


The sign of the week. And Cooper lying in the glow of a prism wondering why the heck he was being appreciated.
The quote for this post comes from Cheryl Oreglia: https://cheryloreglia.blog/2022/11/25/weve-been-through-the-desert/




















































































