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Let it Schnee

Let it Schnee

If you live near Seattle you don’t need my photos, just look out your window.

This short post is to show those living in non-snowy places what Mary Anne and I woke up to today. Also to give me something to do while staying in our nice warm house.

Our Just Deserts

Our Just Deserts

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Desert – Dessert get it?

During a recent trip to Portland, our friends Wayne and Jane mentioned that they were planning to sell their condo in Scottsdale, Arizona. This made me sad because they have been kind enough to let us use it many times.

Driving back to Seattle, I said

Lunatics

Lunatics

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Why “lunatics”? The inspiration was the beautiful view of the almost-full moon during our night afloat in Eagle Harbor on Cypress Island. But if I had to justify it with a theme, I’d say this:

Some would call us lunatics for leaving home during the pandemic even though we

Paper Cuts

Paper Cuts

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We traveled into town today for a premier viewing of The Geography of Innocense, the cut-paper art of Barbara Earl Thomas. Although some of the works look like they are illuminated from behind, this is only true in the full-room exhibit. All the rest are layers of hand cut and
Nordic Selfies

Nordic Selfies

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A sunny Sunday morning in Seattle – likely one of the last for a while. We decided to pay a return visit to the Nordic Heritage Museum to see an exhibit of photographs taken early in the 20th Century by Edvard Munch.

Munch was a multi-talented artist: woodcarving, printmaking, and painting.

Jet Plane

Jet Plane

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Full disclosure: This post has nothing to do with aircraft. The title refers to the Peter, Paul and Mary song, “Leaving on a Jet Plane”, which begins: All my bags are packed and I’m ready to go.

This is exactly the situation that Mary Anne and I found ourselves

The End is Near

The End is Near

It’s that time of year when the Pacific Northwest can have beautiful weather or terrible weather. We dashed to Anacortes and cast off on the promise of three days of sun. I’d say we’ve had a better trip than expected with glassy calm seas, sun and no
Thanks for Playing

Thanks for Playing

I figured it would be good to let you know that we’re safely back home after a month bobbing around in the waters of Puget Sound. We were extremely lucky to only have rain on one day and fog for a day-and-a half.

If you’re curious about where

City of Destiny – II

City of Destiny – II

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Part II – in which we spend the day exploring central Tacoma on foot and have lunch at a recent addition to the McMenamin brothers’ empire.

We began the day alone in the marina. Later, we were joined by three other boats, so tonight will not be so lonesome.

We crossed

City of Destiny – I

City of Destiny – I

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Part I – in which your faithful scribe travels north through the fearsome Tacoma Narrows and down the Thea Foss waterway to Tacoma.

It’s popular among Seattlites of a certain age to poke fun at Tacoma. I don’t get it. What I see is a city that is trying

Ashore

Ashore

Sometimes a theme for a post fails to suggest itself. This is one of those times. I just want to share a few photos from various places we briefly visited.

Here are two from Jarrell Cove Marina. The shop is noted for selling Hawaiian shave ice, better known hereabouts as

Bears!

Bears!

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We reached our journey’s turn-around point at Allyn, a tiny village at the end of a finger of Puget Sound.

There are three things to know about Allyn. First, Friday night is Prime Rib night at the very good Boat House restaurant. We were there on Friday, so yea

The Beauty of Hope

The Beauty of Hope

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Another short cruise – maybe forty minutes – brought us to the shores of tiny Hope Island. We snagged the only available buoy and set out to circumnavigate our home for the night. This did not take long.

Landing on the southern shore, we walked every trail, explored every nook and still

Cute as a…

Cute as a…

We left Swantown marina this morning and half an hour later tied up at Boston Harbor at the mouth of Budd Inlet. The docks are not great, but the people are. The neighborhood feels like something from fifty years ago – simple beach houses with interesting nautical yard art and nary
Hitting Bottom

Hitting Bottom

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Bound for Olympia, the southernmost port of call on our voyage, we stopped overnight at Oro Bay on the south side of Anderson Island. It’s a really lovely place, but apparently cursed. After dropping the anchor, I discovered that our dinghy motor was broken and my bicycle had a