It's that time of year again. Some people bemoan the return of autumn to the Puget Sound, because it usually means grey skies and intermittent drizzle for weeks on end.
But it also means frequent sights like these: trees tipped with scarlet and gold on every corner. I'd say that's a fair tradeoff. (Besides, I like drizzle.)
We've had plenty of mother-daughter bonding moments this week -- because both my mom and my sister (Miss V's mom) came to visit. Mostly we've been running around Seattle and its local environs, enjoying the varied sights of autumn.
One day while Miss V and her mom were having a bonding moment over their shared love of Japanese pop culture and clothes-shopping, Mom and I decided to do a little exploring in the time-honored tradition of our clan, which involves 1) getting into the car, 2) driving until you get lost and 3) seeing what you find.
Among other things, we found a fine example of a 21st century chicken house. (Take notes, Tim.)
After twisting and turning our way through Ballard, we also found the Shilshole Bay Marina...
...where acres of masts rocked solemnly in the water like a forest of defoliated trees.
This little boat was anchored not far from shore. If your eyesight is good you can probably just pick out the Olympic mountain range in the background -- usually a sign that the weather will be clearer later in the day (which it was).
Since we turned out to be in the neighborhood, we also went to Golden Gardens Park, which is right on the beach. This is Puget Sound, so there isn't much by way of surf.
There was a little bridge over a stream...
...which originated somewhere off in the woods...
...and emptied right into the Sound.
There was also a jogging path right at the water's edge, punctuated with benches at regular intervals. Several of these benches have mottoes embedded in the pavement in front of them...
...such as this one. Thanks, Mr. (or possibly Ms.) Flanagan Jones. Elizabeth Gilbert's legal team will probably be contacting you shortly.
Sadly, I didn't think to take pictures while we were exploring other, more urban neighborhoods, nor did I snap any photos of the Arboretum. Then again, sometimes it's better to stop documenting life so you can properly enjoy it.
2 comments:
Is it just me not paying attention, or are the leaves starting to turn later than in past years?
It does seem as though they're turning a little later this year. But I feel as though I've been all over creation in the last month, so perhaps I'm not the most observant person to ask.
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