Memorial Weekend

We reminisce of past Memorial Days when we drove over the big hill to the dry side, going past the horses,

wind farms 

and silos in search of the road less traveled.

Along the way we paid our respects to those who went before us in hopes that others would do the same for our loved ones so far away.

Dew Drop In

Mr Slug - the only one not complaining about the rain.

Forget Me Not

Oh, the rapture when one looks closely at life.

To see the harmony between living things. 

It's Raining!

Again.

Still.

It's the kind of rain that distracts you from driving as you watch the water

move across the windshield or the side window.

When it does stop raining one rushes out with camera held high,

just in case one might step into a puddle

or fall into the color

PINK.

Feel our joy

Finally "Verite" is in the water. After a winter of scrubbing, sanding, painting, and oiling our beloved gig, Verite, is in the water. But she is full of water, you say. Yes, yes she is. She has been soaking for a week. Wooden boats have to swell, but one boat pump, one shop vac and a white bucket later she is ready to row.

Verite for me has become a metaphor for life. This handmade boat reminds me to paint life with a broad brush of many colors, attend to the little things above and below the surface, always take time for tea and little bites, and never miss the opportunity to surround yourself with positive, empowered women.

And to try new things - yummm... kelp snacks from Trader Joe's.

With the smell of the ocean in our noses and the sea in our mouths

- we chant -

Thea Foss! Thea Foss!

Let the boating season begin!

Tacoma Reflections

Thea Foss Waterway reflecting the 509 bridge

Chuhuly Glass Museum

Chuhuly glass

Union Station

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Perspective

A little sun, a few clouds make for a new perspective.