“WE THE PEOPLE” Lake Event

The People are fed up with governing oppression and tyranny.

Yesterday there was a “We the People” protest 4^th of July Event at Lake Sacajawea; it was smaller than what is usually expected for the 4^th at the lake … but with power-hungry, egomaniac demoncrat governors and mayors dancing to their insane senator’s tune, normal is not something we are likely to see anytime in the near future.

So, “The People” took matters into their own hands and decided to claim their American FREEDOMS to celebrate America’s Day of Liberation – The People did that in 1776 …

 … and they did it again, July 4^th, 2020.

Even though the local governing leaders did all they could to stop the event from happening.

The event went forward anyway – people came, food trucks came; the event went on, and people enjoyed themselves: adults schmoozed, kids had fun, and our Independence Day was celebrated.

Like it used to be.

Like it should always be.

City placed cement barricades to block equipment trucks and hamper set-up: the event took place anyway.

No relief: city council orders to stop the event - no permit allowed and no peeing allowed at the Park ... but I am SURE that if a blm terrorist/anarchist march had been planned - the restrooms would have been flung open with a red carpet laid before the doors. NO ONE WOULD BE WORRIED about THAT.

Uncle Sam leads the ‘Stars & Stripes’ Kid’s Parade.

Kid's Bike Brigade.

Nothing more needs to be said ...

State Representative, Jim Walsh.

Joshua Freed - running for Washington Governor; hopes to unseat inslee.

I had a Supper appointment with friends out Coal Creek Road, so I drove to their place around 2 PM, with tomatoes for the hamburgers, and Frosted Brownie Bites for dessert. The hamburgers were fat and juicy, the potato salad was awesome (Pam makes the BEST potato salad!) – the conversation was celebratory, and the friendliness was a soothing balm.

When I left there and came home, I watered my garden.

I spotted a volunteer geranium plant starting amongst broccoli and marigolds.

And decided to go back to the Lake to enjoy an evening walk.

Bob liked walking around the Lake; and Bob was in my thoughts.

So, I went :-D

There were a few people still walking and biking around the Lake, but the activity was generally low key and laid back. I think I passed about 2 dozen people and only 3 were masked.

People are fed up with the political nonsense, and really pissed about the latest masked mandates that only apply to white people.

There is a revolt taking place – and I’m okay with that.

Finding a parking spot was pretty easy ;-) Finding an empty spot here is nearly impossible - so I was really thankful!

I liked the music and thought the guy was doing good … until his phone rang; then the gig was up ;-)

The taco truck was still in place, doing a little late business.

The geese were very prevalent.

And skittish. They have fledglings and are a little nervous when they feel people are getting too close.

I saw a little deflating water balloon sitting on water lily pads.

Circular flower garden.

Funky looking tree.

Halfway around the lake, people started to set off fireworks at homes along Nichols Boulevard – the stench of sulfer and gunpowder was strong; but I didn’t have to use my inhaler.

((((THANK YOU, YESHUA!))))

I hate using the inhaler: I don’t like the way it makes me feel – like I am popping speed tablets.

So, anytime I do not have to put that thing in my mouth and inhale the steroid mist … I’m singing hallelujahs and praising Yeshua :-D

Halfway mark on the trail …

Squirrely squirrel ;-)

I must remember to stick some peanuts in my pockets when I go walking.

Japanese Garden Closed.

Female Mallard Duck.

Leaving the Park, and driving down Kessler Boulevard, triggered flashbacks of driving that road every day for months while Bob was in Peace Health Hospital the fall of 2018 – I almost hated that road. Driving it isn’t usually so emotional, but I guess I felt the emotions so strong on the 4^th, because of the emotional upheaval Wednesday morning when I was kicked to the curb by the kids; and then having Bob on my mind all day – every day since then.

Widowhood sucks – and that is why I am eliminating as much stress as I can from my personal space. When possible. Sometimes stressful situations can’t be avoided … but when it is within my power to avoid stress: I DO. I always have, but it is crucial now, at this point of my life.

We couldn’t avoid Bob’s appointment to graduate to Heaven; but I can avoid Stacey’s irrational hatred aimed at me, and I can avoid putting myself in situations that lead to a bad outcome.

I don’t need someone else’s lopsided and overweight baggage placed on my overburdened shoulders, anymore.

I want peace in my life.

I want balance.

I want to be appreciated and loved (amicably).

Just before I turned onto 15^th that would take me to Industrial Way (the 'less stressful' way I chose to drive home), a couple geese were hogging the roadway and strutting their stuff.

Kessler Boulevard, where it ties into 15th, Ave.

It really was a good day.

It really was a day of relaxation.

It really was a nice quiet walk in the evening to end the Shabbat Rest on; and usher in the new week.

God is good all the time … and all the time, God is good :-D

Shabbat Shalom :-D