At first, I think it’s a truck slowly rolling down the hill past my house, a container or trailer rattling on the back. I get out of bed and peek between the blinds and right then, there’s a blinding flash. I imagine two guys on roller skates in work overalls. They’re flying past my house, …
A few days ago I stepped out into the backyard and the smell of the ocean was overwhelming. That day, the wind started to blow, hard, whipping up white caps on the Sound. The temperature started to rise, too and it’s been hot and windy since. All of a sudden we’re LA, even out by …
My dear friend Bike Nerd was not always a bike obsessed fiend. When I met him, he had a borrowed bike and couldn’t change a tire. I was the one with the crazy odometer count and the mad roadside skillz. Bike Nerd called me Bike Girl! as though I was some kind of superhero in …
Modern art can be tricky even at its best – it can be snobby and inscrutable and intolerably highbrow and, well, annoying. But today at the Olympic Sculpture Park, a young woman walking around in the Richard Serra sculpture said this: “This must be what it feels like to be a fish!” It’s nice to …
Summer in Seattle is perfect and sweet. Even while it happens, you’re nostalgic for the moment that just passed. Photo: V. in the garden at the place where he lives with K. A fabulous time was had by all.
I subscribe to a certain Lucy Van Pelt type of psychology, a belief that “carpe diem” is really more than enough to go on, in fact, it’s almost all you need to know about getting by in the world. It’s served me well enough, but at times, it falls just short. The day has been …