Open to your many interpretations, be they philosophical (“What about free will!?), political (“Do all paths converge to the Left?”), geographical (“Where the heck is that road?”), or whatever comes to your mind today…
Also seen in the neighborhood:
And yesterday’s face mask production, fyi
Happy Friday! see ya tomorrow
I had no idea this house was in such a unique location! We are on the prow of the peninsula that is West Seattle. Watching the container ships, sailboats, and tugboats pass by in Elliott Bay is a new pass-time and it is hard to stop, once you’ve started. There is so much to see!
see the tanker coming in on the left?
Ths stadium is lit up–must be a Mariners or Sounders game tonight.
Every night, it’s as if there were a living party going on across the bay, with that lit-up Ferris wheel turning and all the pink and purple lights blinking. I love how the tail-lights of the cars creeping up the hilly streets make three red lines curving up and over the horizon, alongside the skyscrapers, with the docks and black water below. These weird and blurry versions capture a nice sense of the place…and why I cannot tear my eyes from the windows here!
p.s. Here’s a big THANK YOU to Realtor Susan Anda, who helped us buy this house long-distance via the Internet, and with the help of my brother and sister-in-law, back in 2015. It was our fourth try, and we’re so glad that the first three did not work out. I grew up at 7107 39th SW, which I thought was paradise, given its lofty perch above the Olympics and views of the Vashon ferry going back and forth. But Elliott Bay is also quite beautiful, I now realize, and the city’s vitality is contagious–there’s so much to see and to do!
Daily Joy with Honey Girl 