This 40-degree laid-back Tuesday marks the first day of a new year in Seattle – 2018. After finishing grad school, I bee-lined west for Seattle and never looked back. This view from Gas Works Park was one of the first places I saw while biking along a dirt path back then; today it’s a paved, …
From my summer visit to Wisconsin, quintessentially beautiful in every season. (click on photo for caption/backstory)
I don’t usually post stories or videos that I create at work on my personal web sites, but I do like this Russian one, “Moscow in Photos: 12 Reasons Why We Love Red Square and the Kremlin,” published today.
Seattle just welcomed summer’s first moments with rain – and this rainbow.
I was raised to work hard – physically in caring for what I own – and mentally, in the work I do every day. When others ruin or take away what you love – it is stealing in Seattle.
I flew from Wisconsin back home to Seattle to my tenderly nurtured Christmas bulb in full bloom – truly a Christmas gift. (BTW, “tenderly nurtured” is a joke because I have a bad habit of killing indoor plants.)
When my employer sent me to Siberia, it wasn’t punishment at all. It was a “once-in-a-lifetime” $25,000 train ticket on the Trans-Siberian Railway, creating on-the-fly videos and stories and unforgettable memories along the way.
Walking to work every morning through Pike Place Market is a daily history lesson, looking at thousands of inscribed tiles laid into the floor. Today, at last, I found what I had been searching for, for years…
A Seattle tradition since 1889, Norwegians (me among them) descend on Ballard to celebrate “Syttende Mai” – May 17th’s Norwegian Constitution Day.
Is this not the prettiest walk to work in the United States? It’s along Seattle’s ever-changing magical waterfront and historic Pike Place Market. Lucky are those who commute to work across Puget Sound waters; it certainly beats sitting in Seattle traffic!
Seattle shattered its 1958 summer heat record! Results: tomatoes in my backyard, no-snow mountain views from my (nearly) backyard, Discovery Park, and a cool blue moon to boot.
Born and raised in Montana, Wisconsin became my home in my teen and college years – a place of enduring beauty and seasons.
Sunset over the Olympic Mountains in my new neighborhood, Magnolia. (Seattle, April 2, 2014)
It was my pure joy MC-ing our Central Asian Navruz dinner celebration (a sell-out crowd of 400!) with our Seattle-Tashkent Sister City Association. Thank you! – Katta Rahmat!
Not my typical Monday: Lunch with His Excellency Bakhtiyar Gulyamov, Uzbekistan’s new ambassador to the U.S.
My Seattle sun reluctantly inches southward, a temper tantrum of colors against blackened Olympic Mountains…
I love Mount Rainier. I long ago lost count of the times I hiked, camped, snowshoed, or just spur-of-the moment drove 210 miles in a long day to hang out on the mountain.
Another reason why I love Seattle: Space Needle blue moon. I wasn’t alone. Neighbors, tourists, professional photographers, and TV stations came out to capture this rare, rising blue moon over Seattle. The next one’s in 2015. (Kerry Park/Seattle–August 20, 2013)
Five years ago this week I was exploring Silk Roads and back roads of Central Asia. Officially I was with the Seattle-Tashkent Sister City Association, an invited member of its 35th anniversary delegation.
I don’t know why it started, really. But over the years it’s become my evening ritual, shooting sunsets in Seattle over those majestic Olympic Mountains. There’s a wildness to the skies: