We don’t have a lot of sun up here in the Pacific Northwest, but we do have some interesting combinations of weather and scenery. While the rest of the country is frozen or under snow, up here everything is verdant, lush, moist, spongy, misty – even sometimes mystical. And it somehow makes the morning coffee taste that much better. Outside, the only sounds are the occasional fog horn, an egret, or perhaps a sea lion. Or the low rumble of the Bremerton ferry…
This is the feeling you get when you stick one foot out over Coonskin, which drops away to the town of Telluride 1,800 feet below. Kinda feels like the Grinch looking down at Whoville…
I never get tired of this view…
Hong Kong taxi. I think the expression on the driver’s face underscores the meaning of the message on the side of his car.
Okay, now I’m hunting through the stack to find a “sunset” picture…
Bainbridge Island, February 13.
Actually there’s a story behind this. The feet belong to a baby-sitter and the child is with her in the back of the pickup. Outside the Seabold Vintage Market, which is held on Bainbridge Island four times a year.
Bainbridge Island High School, 2009.
Out on the spit, I found this couple.
Directions: Open top, insert prayer, close, spin. Beats the Hail Mary’s any day.