Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
In the past few weeks Seattle has expereinced a number of thunderstorms. Which for those of you that do not live in the Seattle area may not understand how odd this is. I’ve been here for almost five years and we’ve had more thunderstorms in the past few weeks than in the past five years combined. The past two days alone we’ve had a high volume of rain and storm activity. Relatively mild in comparison to other parts of the country, but odd for the Puget Sound area. Also, rain here is usually a drizzle… not accumilating tons of inches in a day. So that is how it rains all the time in the fall, winter and spring, but other parts of the country actually have much higher rain accumilation.
Now, the thunderstorms here are not the ones I know and love. Growing up in the Mid-West, spending my college days in Charleston, SC, and Summers in Mountain Rest, SC I know what a good thunderstorm is all about. The ones where you can smell the change in the air. The feeling that the air is super charged with electricity and you get goosebumps or the hair on your arms start to stand up. The loud clapping of thunder that shakes you to the bone and resinate in your chest. Those are the thunderstorms I love.
As a child I have fond memories of sitting on our front porch swing… Either by myself or with a family member. Watching from the safety of cover as the heavens open up and dump buckets of water onto the earth. The streets would start to fill with heaps of water as the drains try to keep up. There would be the day or two where the rain would stick around, but the best thing would be when an afternoon storm rolled in and out in a matter of minutes to an hour. The heat would boil the clouds and mother nature would give us a show.
Did I mention that I love thunderstorms? Thor the god of thunder, weilding his hammer… :O) My friend Jeremy and once poster to the Rider Chronicles captured a night strorm over the city a few weeks ago. With his permission I wanted to share this amazing pic. Here you go!
Picture by Jeremy Dwyer-Lindgren
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Friday, August 23, 2013
The summer of 2013 has been a lovely one. I’ve been lucky enough to go on a few camping trips, a couple of picnics, plenty of backyard love, and now the enjoyment of softball. Seattle weather has been a dream! Seriously, I know I’m talking about the weather here, but it’s been fantastic.
This past weekend I was able to experence another charming picnic with some darling friends. Our local: Jetty Island… Located just 40 minutes North of Seattle off of Everett. A first come first serve foot ferry takes groups of beach goers with their picnic baskets, floaties, beach blankets, and shovles & pails (for sand castles, duh!). My friends and I were able to catch one of the first Ferries and ended up snaching a lovely spot.
This was our first trip to the basically large sand bar that is a free service from the city of Everett (Thank you by the way!). Upon our early arrival to the island, we were able to catch low tide and walk far out into the sound. The amazing view and tons of holes showed signs of hiding crabs.
Spending the day at the beach is never a bad thing in my books… Almost always living in someway or another not to far away from a sandy shore I’ve grown accustomed to a large bodies of water at my disposal. This my second beach picnic of the summer reminded me that I need to do this so much more! It’s a cheap, fun, and refreshing way to spend some time with friends and under the warming sun. Also, who does not want to make a giant turtle in the sand with a three year old?
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Over the last few weeks during my commute into work I’ve noticed an interesting fella. It only happens about once a week that I spot this man on his shinny blue Vespa ready to merge with traffic. Folks on Vespa’s usually stand out to me because I find Vespa’s super cute. I also instantly think of Audrey Hepburn’s Princess Ann learing to ride a Vespa while on a Roman Holiday. She speeds off and Gregory Peck’s Joe has to run and jump on the back so they can tour the lovely city while playing hookie for a day from her Roayal life. Love this movie! I too hope that one day I’ll get to tour Rome while riding a Vespa.
Well, Mr. Blue Vespa Man stands out on his own for another reason. You see, Mr. Blue Vespa Man is sporting a super duper long soup catcher of a beard. A young man of late twenties early thirty’s has a rather thin beard that flows all the way down to his lap. To top off this awesome picture of a Blue Vespa Man with a brilliantly long beard, he actually pulled out in front of me. What happens with long flowing hair when it’s on a vespa speeding up a hill? You guess it, the beard flows around over his shoulder billowing in the wind. Classic! Love it! I applaud you Mr. Blue Vespa Man! You’ve truly made the start of my day pretty bright!