After leaving King County and moving to Lynden (as a result of a round of golf at Homestead), I am learning the seasons according to Mother Nature.  I now know when baby ducks will start their perilous journey across the 7th fairway heading for local residence’s bird-feeders.  I’ve learned that cows “drop” their tiny calves in the fields year round and somehow these little creatures usually survive.  I have come to realize, sadly that some of the locals treat their dogs like property and let them ride, unrestrained and with no thought to the animals safey, in the back of the ever present pick-up trucks.  I know it is a different culture in this farm country.  I’m learning.