Born and raised outside of Philadelphia, my husband became a Seattle Seahawks fan when they joined the NFL in 1976. At the time, their quarterback was left-handed Jim Zorn. Southpaw Mister Rain, age 9, had his team. His fate was sealed; fourteen years later when we met, so was mine….
I have had the great fortune to have visited some beautiful places the last few years, lodging in rental homes with spectacular views. As I sit on the couch looking out the floor to ceiling wall of windows of the current temporary property, the waters of Rich Pass in Port…
Mount Rainier You are 14,411 feet in elevation. You are the highest mountain in Washington. You are elusive, visible only 60% of the time. You show yourself best in summer. In the 30 total days we’ve spent in the Seattle area, all during football season, you have revealed yourself 10…
Do you remember Fotomat, the drive-thru photo development kiosks in the early 80’s? The shopping center near my home where one once stood is still in operation, although the stores have changed 20 times since then. There is no trace of the little building, no chalk-drawing outline of a company…
I love to fly. It never ceases to amaze me that you can traverse the country in five or six hours. I always find myself thinking about the wooden puzzle I had as a kid, where all the pieces had a little nubbin handle that you used to place the…
I used to travel quite frequently to the west coast for work. My colleagues there always teased me about my reaction to their snow capped mountains. They called me a cheap date but what I was is a Pennsylvania girl not used to their unfamiliar landscapes. Where I come from…
Have you heard of rail biking*? It’s a specially-designed bike that you pedal along abandoned railroad tracks. I first saw it on Instagram, then a local morning show. I was intrigued, taking to Google, no wheels required, searching for scenic opportunities near home to give it a try. I discovered…
You are pronounced suh-waa-row. You are astounding. You are not to be believed. You are majestic. You are vast. You are magnificent. You are visible as far as the eye can see. You are unique. You are odd. Your arms wave. Your arms raise in triumph….
We met in Port Orchard, Washington. I don’t know how long you hung from a branch or how recently you fell to the ground. I do know that you did it gracefully; look at you – how could anything else be possible? I understand the edicts about nature, “leave no…
This site will never be political and although you may associate the subject of this post as a politician, I assure you it is about a man. My husband and I have tremendous respect for John McCain. We went to see him at a rally near our home when he…
