Happy Humpback or Humpday
I meant.
‘Nuf said.
Isn’t this card by Lucca the best? I simply can’t give it away. It’s in my window sill…reminding me!
I meant.
‘Nuf said.
Isn’t this card by Lucca the best? I simply can’t give it away. It’s in my window sill…reminding me!
Market lovers like us wait anxiously all year for the summer bounty that is now gracing the farmer’s markets.
Gorgeous and vibrant rainbow chard, no pot of gold needed here. Pretty much anything with nature saturated color like this is super good for you.
Holy smokes, check out those baby artichokes. What’s cool about these is you can basically eat the whole thing because there is really no choke.
Tomatoes as big as your head! Or more like her head.
Nearly equally as large Chiogga beets. Packed full of fiber and they are also a good antioxidant. Again, it’s that “nature’s food coloring” thing.
Dahlias are starting to enter the scene. A sweet vendor gave this bloom to my daughter, which made her day.
We about choked on our cherry pits after seeing this sign. “Earned media” as my husband says! And NO, we did not place it there…:)
Just as the sign says, wild trailing berries. I’m thinking granita. Yum.
More exotic produce in the form of Mirabelle plums. Apparently the juice from these can be used to make wine, who knew?
We are looking forward to hosting an outdoor dinner party this weekend–looks like we have LOTS to work with. Stay tuned for more pics of the prep for this evening, oh and say a prayer to the weather gods for us.
We had a pretty unscheduled weekend– not quite the norm for us. It’s amazing the things you see and the thoughts you have when you aren’t rushing from activity to activity.
Like this guys who, no, isn’t walking on water, but rather tight rope walking. duh:)
It made me think about so many things. The balancing act we all play. The delicate nature of life, how suddenly and unexpectedly everything can all change. I, much like the rest of the country, am still reeling over the tragedy from last week in Colorado. We lived very close to CU Medical School where that deranged mind was attending school. He could have even been one of our neighbors. It is all just still so unthinkable.
Praying for those 12 innocent lives. And thinking about life held in balance
If you want to do something to help the victim’s families. There are dozens of groups existing and forming, here for more information.
I’ll never forget when I visited Seattle for the first time (mind you, this was after I had already agreed to move here!?) and saw a large ocean freighter in a one of the ports with the words “Pacific Rim” marked on the outside. In that moment, I realized #1 just how far from home I had come and #2 this place is really truly so much about the water. Seattle is an absolute haven for boating and water is all around us.
Whether it be sailing, shipping, fishing, kayaking, ferry boat riding, house boat living–the list goes on and on. So when the opportunity presented itself for our seven- year-old to go to to “Sailing Camp” we seized it, as a matter of, well, practicality.
Camp was held at the lovely, Seattle Yacht Club, or SYC as some Seattle-ites call it.
SYC is an institution for Seattle’s boating community. Established in 1892 (which P.S. is pretty old in terms of the Pacific Northwest)
This is the perfect spot for learning the ropes of sailing,
or more like, learning to tie the knots.
One of my favorite aspects of parenting is when my kids teach me something. And, what was learned from sailing camp is just the beginning…
Actual water time out on Portage Bay is just a part of the instruction. We’re talking know-how for: knots, winds, safety, formations, etiquette, rules of the water, properly folding sails and more.
This is what I mean about my kids teaching me something (actually, it’s happening more and more these days!) When I was a kid, we had a “Sunfish” sailboat. My most vivid memory of being on this boat was intentionally capsizing it in the waters of Shawnee Mission Park Lake. Sorry Dad. While it was fun, I hate to say, I don’t recall many of the other technicalities to sailing.
Thank heavens for this Little Luffer who will know what “beating to windward” and “jibbing” and “eye of the wind”(doesn’t this remind you of that scene from Wedding Crashers on the sailboat?) mean…though I am learning!
Here’s to learning new things–for young and old(er) alike.
The winds of grace are always blowing; all we need to do is raise our sails.
– Anonymous
I admit it, I like to see things grow. And grow and grow and grow. Maybe someday I’ll be in a more minimalistic garden mode, but these days I’m about large and lush. There has to be some kind of payoff for all of Seattle’s rainfall, right? And it comes in the form of July and August, and sometimes September if we are lucky.
A quiet retreat as busy urban Seattle buzzes around us
and the simple pleasures of summer.