In which the Mountain was out

You may have the mistaken impression from my pictures that it’s always sunny here in Seattle and all my whining is superfluous. I assure you, it’s not. It’s just that I haven’t strengthened whatever gene these Seattleites posess to go do everything in the rain and be happy about it. We do do things in the rain (if we didn’t, we’d never leave the apartment)- the Ballard Market this weekend for example. I just am so rarely moved to pull out a camera (or phone) to document the longest deluge of my life.

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Mt. Rainier from the University of Washington campus


But when the sun does shine here it moves me so. I stop my run, pull out my iPhone and just snap a picture to try and convey it. This has what living in slow Chinese water torture has done to me – I’m compelled to document the cloudless sky. Forgive me, it’s too, too pretty not to.

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Cascades range and Mt. Rainier over I-5.

And the Mountain.. when she is out it’s all I can do to look away. Not only does she take up a vast part of the skyline – in an incredible way that only a telephoto lens could give you a good grasp on, she is ultimate witness that the skies are indeed as clear as they can be.

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My phone washes this out, but the white space in the middle is full of mountain.


Where ever we end up from here, I’ll never take the sunshine for granted again.

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In which there was a stark contrast

There was a stark contrast today between my afternoon run around Greenlake:



…and the chaos at the Boston Marathon. Our thoughts go out to all those affected. Our friend Verlaine and his family were at the finish line about 30 yards from the blast waiting for his brother Jonathan who was about two miles out. Thank goodness none of them were hurt, though it took a while to regroup. Jonathan is severely autistic and this would’ve been his 9th marathon – he was running for Autism Speaks during Autism Awareness month.

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Stolen from Verlaine's Facebook - You are unstoppable Jonathan.

Stolen from Verlaine’s Facebook – You are unstoppable Jonathan.

Just very, very thankful our friends are okay. We’ve known Verlaine longer than we’ve been a couple (which is saying something). He played violin for our first dance at our wedding. Prayers for all of those and their friends and family that weren’t as lucky.

In which I have a fun weekend off

What a nice, lazy-staycation! Jeff played hooky with me on Friday and we had breakfast at Portage Bay Cafe. Dungeness crab eggs benedict for him and lemon curd French toast for me – yum!


The sun was shining all weekend – it was perfect! I went on a 7 mile run around Lake Union on Saturday and then walked an additional two miles back home from Gas Works Park. It was nice to know I still had a long run in me.


Sunny skies from the University Bridge overlooking Lake Union


The Center for Wooden Boats and MOHAI in South Lake Union


MOHAI in South Lake Union looking North


Crossing the Bridge into Fremont, the Center of the Universe


Waiting for the Fremont Bridge to lower after letter a sailboat pass into Lake Union

Saturday was also our first opera of the season. I got Jeff tickets for Christmas because he always enjoyed going as a kid with his mom. We ate delicious Northwest inspired thalis at聽Poppy before the show and then headed down to McCaw Hall at the Seattle Center. We saw Rossini’s La Cenerentola (Cinderella) – it was fun and I enjoyed opera more than I thought I was going to.



I’m looking forward to our new two shows in February and April!

All in all a perfect, lazy weekend off 馃檪