• Personally, there have been significant changes to my family life since last year. My wife, Karen and I traveled to Australia to be with our son, Andrew, and his wife Christina, as they welcomed our grandchild, Marilyn, into the world. We stayed in the Sydney area, delt with a bout of Covid, and took in the Down Under culture. The baby arrived healthy and opinionated. Nine months later, we welcomed them to our home in Bow for the spring and summer.  Now we are immersed in 9-month-old baby energy. Our other son, Alexander. and hid wife Kyla, live in the Ham. We are waiting for grandchild number two, but hey – no pressure, kids!
    My back-yard apple/pear/plum/hardy kiwi/blueberry orchard continues to evolve. I swear – every year – that I won’t plant any more trees, but this spring I popped a Sweet Tree Pluerry into the ground. It’s a cross between a plum and sweet cherry. The fruit is supposed to look like a plum but has sweet cherry flavors. The tree was given to me through my membership with Northwest Fruit, a volunteer group that maintains a demonstration orchard on the grounds of the Washington State University research station in Mount Vernon, Washington (down I-5 in Skagit County). It’s open to the public and new members are always welcome.
     I also continue to serve as a Bow Cemetery commissioner, a small cemetery located near Edison in Skagit County. Besides providing a final resting place for earthly human denizens, we host a Memorial Day service, to which all are welcome to attend. The cemetery will be decorated with rows of Old Glory, with small versions marking the graves of military veterans.
    The classes I teach at Western, newswriting and photojournalism (J207 and J305), have kept me engaged with students since 2011. When I retired from the Skagit Valley Herald in 2019, I started teaching a class in fall, winter and spring. The experience continues to be rewarding, and it is so cool to see Western’s journalism grads flourish in the news field.
    Any illusions that life would become simple after retiring from a full-time job have been shattered. I guess I’m OK with that.
     Scott Terrell