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So, maybe I'm wrong, but isn't it supposed to be springtime? Yesterday the Peninsula got blanketed with a three-hour snow fall. And while it didn't accumulate a lot — only about two inches — it dumped some of the fattest flakes I've ever seen. In fact, I don't think you can even call them snow flakes per se, rather snow fluff perhaps? It was like standing in a cotton candy machine.
It was bizarre and fun and too short. Of course, today while on assignment it dumped hail on me for a good, cold five minutes...




















First up is this week's lead story, a piece about local tree farmers whose property sustained major damage in the December storm and how they are now dealing with the loss, as they are now doing what is called "emergency harvesting" of the timber, which will only fetch them about 20% of their potential value on the market. Arne Wirkkala of Naselle (above) says "It's like a bomb went off. It was a tsunami of wood." This story had me hustling around all week, trying to get someone who would let me up where the harvesting was taking place. Wirkkala was very generous in giving his personal time to take me up to the farm, which is located up on the Naselle ridge. Unfortunately the loggers were just going home (at 2 p.m.) but he was happy to show me around. The devastation was obvious, even though many of the blow down trees were already cut up and stacked.
Now I don't do this kind of thing a lot — a posed portrait — but in this case I thought it was suitable. The story was an advance for the annual quilting show. It was a last minute idea that had me going up to Beverly Wakeman's home in Ocean Park on Friday morning to get a pic to illustrate. After quilting for 24 years she was chosen as this year's featured artist in the show. When I got there she showed me around her work area and showed me some of the many quilts she had made over the years. However, when I asked her if there was one that held any special meaning to her she went right for this one. She had made it in honor of a friend of her's that had passed away in 2003. "I was going to make it blue, but her favorite color was red. It's one quilt I'll never give away." When I asked if she wouldn't mind having her picture taken in it, she liked that idea.
Finally, here are a couple pix from spring sports previews, NHS baseball and track. I was lucky on both accounts, as my timing wasn't great as I caught the end of both. Thankfully the shot put throwers were practicing in an area where their shot was laying around on the bleachers, which made for a nice layered photo. And the baseball one, while admittedly cliche with the balls in the foreground, I was happy to have something happen within that frame — having the player leap onto home plate was a nice surprise.