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.)
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.
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.
A Seattle Sunday in my city’s beloved park. (Click on first picture to begin photo carousel.)
Our quintessential Seattle view: this Space Needle, that Mount Rainier. Tidbit: When clouds dissolve surrounding Mount Rainier, we say: “the mountain lifts her skirts.“ Seriously! (view from my house, a long time ago)
The Washington Park Arboretum is affectionately called the “zoo for trees.” Here is my urban oasis where I daydream, wander, and add to my journal one more reason why I love Seattle. In this wild kingdom of seemingly nonstop blossoming rhododendrons, Japanese maples and magnolias, more than 5,500 different kinds of plants and trees thrive. …