Greeted by grey skies
Whispers of rain on the wind
Noise of life: awake
Tag: Seattle
This Evening
Nightfall has arrived
The end of this perfect day
Sunlight shifting to rain
Bicycles In The Rain
I spent many a day
Cycling in the rain
Seattle is my home,
After all
I must admit though
That the rain’s allure
Has waned
With these achy joints
Mt. St. Helens Erupted 37 years ago yesterday
On May 18th, 1980, I was in Lynnwood, just north of Seattle. I remember being in my garage, probably cleaning up my stuff after delivering papers when I heard a rumble. Caught my attention, but with Boeing’s Paine Field facility and such a few short miles away, I attributed it to that.
When I went inside, I saw this on the tv:
The coverage was really interesting to me. Volcanoes have fascinated me ever since.
This lahar has always amazed me:
And check out the ash cloud from space:
A monumental event that really changed the region. I’ll write more about that soon.
Seattle’s Dish
Oh teriyaki!
Your sweet, delightful flavor
So many choices
A Wretchedly Wet Day
This wretchedly wet day
Dankest dreariness
Spring’s misery
Exceeding the expectations
Of even Eeyor
Morning Rain
Roof rattles
Grinding force
Flowing earthwards
Each droplet unites
Living planet’s power
All consuming
A Rainy Monday Night
Rain gently falling
The night pushing forwards fast
My weary mind droops
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An Afternoon In Seattle
In the afternoon
A warm cup of tea helps me
Make it through the gloom
My Mother’s Day Weekend
Spent the evening with my folks celebrating Mothers Day. I love that I’m physically close to them, so can keep an emotional closeness. Though, at times, it’s surreal to be back in Lynnwood, within sight of the home I grew up in.
Many, many memories can and went. Stories told with my son, developing the generational connections. So much of my life took place right here, within a short drive of my folks’ home. So many transformative memories flowed through my mind today.
Most of the day I slept. Fighting some kind of virus, wakefulness was elusive.
Yesterday we went to the Reptile Expo at the Monroe Fairgrounds. Then down to the old Woodway highschool for the Edmonds Heights production of Addams Family. The reptile expo was cool, opening my eyes more to herpetological fans, and what they see in their fine scaled friends. And I thought the kids were wonderful.
Now I’m on my couch listening to St. Mark’s compline service on KING FM. So many rich memories here. I was a member at the cathedral for many years. I’ve so many memories of the halls there. And many evenings, sitting in the darkened gnave. Surrounded by this microcosm of Seattle. Wealthy socialites, broke college students, street kids, the roughest-edged folks, all crammed into the cathedral every Sunday evening.
The tranquility I’ve felt there has rarely been equalled. Someday I need to take my son down and introduce him to this ancient worship style. It holds deep meaningfor me.