Lucky Thirteen

Yesterday we celebrated the thirteenth anniversary of moving to the homestead.

We’re smack dab in the middle of Reserve Week, when we try to avoid social obligations beyond Michelle’s birthday, our homestead anniversary, and our wedding anniversary, in a couple of days (see August 14, 1982).

We’re also smack dab in the middle of a drought! While that causes a lot of serious problems, it also means that we held our celebration in sunny, warm weather.

And, we’re also mid-tourist season, and since Michelle and Aly work in the industry, we had to celebrate in a flexible way.

The Zeiger Family Homestead 2019

The homestead from the water, 13 years since we moved in (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).

I made one of our signature dishes, bumbleweed pesto, for dinner (see Am I Working Too Hard? Bumbleweed Pesto), enhanced with a little bit of fried Tom cod from the day’s fishing effort, and a bottle of our birch wine (see Birch Batch).

mist on the mountains

The Coast Range, covered in early morning mist. A view that never grows old! (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger.)

The trick, of course, was getting this all on the table, and getting all the diners to that table at the same time! It was a bit ragged, but as usual, we adjusted, adapted, and made the best of the situation. Just like we’ve been doing for the last thirteen years.

The thirteenth year is not the most auspicious, by common superstition. We’re betting, though, that this will by lucky thirteen for us, at least as lucky as all the years that came before.

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