Ducks, Groundhog Day, Seattle Summer

If I could count the number of times I’ve been working on this patio as the amphibious Ride the Ducks-mobile drives by, silly quackers and hat-wearing driver and all…And I want so badly to be annoyed at the ridiculous, loud cheesiness of it all. And yet when I look up, those vacationing tourists onboard look so darn carefree and smiley (well the majority of them anyway), that I often can’t help but smirk-smile, too.

As they wait at the light in front of the statue People Waiting for the Interurban (a neighborhood fixture that locals like to dress up for holidays and birthdays and graduations and the like), the tourguide driver, like clockwork, pumps up the tunes:

“Ooga-chakka-ooga-chaka, I can’t stop this feeling…deep inside of me….”

It’s a bit like Groundhog Day, to be honest.

Ahhhh, Seattle summer, please stick around awhile longer. You are so breathtakingly beautiful, frenetic, busy, ADD, tranquil and magical—all at once.

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*Days like these, thank you*

When self-employment feels daunting and stressful and uncertain and cuckoo, will you pretty please remind of days like these? It’s been a mighty fine week.

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Photos of Here

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Synchronicity

Synchronicity is all up in my grill these days, and I’m digging it. Call it hokey, woo-woo, pure coincidence, whatever…but I love this stuff. I feel “tuned in” (which, believe me, is not always the case), and I’m feeling grateful for that.

Summer in Seattle is sailing along with biergarten reunions, country music-fueled, sunset boat rides, birthday cycle saloon beer tours, “secret” shows in barn-like spaces, beach bonfire concerts, canal runs, park sits and so much more, and I currently feel optimistically open to discovering what the rest of this sunny season might bring.

Here’s hoping your summers are full of goodness so far, too:)

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“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.”~Charles de Lint

Opposite Day

I’m afraid I’m  feeling the  180-degree opposite of motivated today, but alas, I like this quote.

“Make voyages! Attempt them! There is nothing else.”
– Tennessee Williams

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Now, if you’ll excuse me….I’m off to veg out with Juan Pablo and some mates. Ciao.

Sunday Night Musings: Honest(ly) C

If I write out everything that my weekend entailed—or post all the azure-skied, blue-watered photos (see below)—it might just have the power to make you envious.

Boats, brunches, beers, buddies, belaying!  Que bella!

Yes! Overall it was a really, really good one. The weather was a Per-Fect 10 (seriously, SO sensational), and I got to see more friends in a 48-hour span than I sometimes see in weeks. Many parts of it were awesome.

At the same time, I may have built it up a bit too much (it’s always about the expectations, isn’t it?), and then I feel a bit let down/guilty by the few parts of the weekends that felt just so-so…The judging part of my mind tries to whisper: What? How was that not the best weekend of your entire life?!

For one thing, I know this about myself: I am so, so affected by others’ energy, and I realize I even sometimes pick up on the collective energy of a city when things are in high-gear. This has always been the case—whether detecting a gaggle of bagpipes from our hilltop Edinburgh apartment or hearing the clamor of White House rallies from my DC office ‘hood; if there is something going on, I feel I must be in the thick of it. I need to rush to the epicenter to sleuth out what’s going on—to immerse myself in it, too. (Even here, when I sit on my patio and soak in far-off notes from some concert or festival of which I am not aware, some evenings, it takes everything in my power to stay put on that balcony…)

This weekend, Seattle felt frenetic to me at times. It was oh-so-exciting, and I totally get what the fuss was all about. A joyful buzz permeated the entire town. People were rejoicing–for SUN!, for warmth, for spring, for food truck rodeos, for concerts, for the opening of boating season, for Cinco de Mayo, for anything and everything! Perhaps even for the simple glimpse at/promise of what’s to come. There were sundresses and bare chests and flip flops and cocktails….It was amazing. It was also a lot.

So tonight I’m actually (hallelujah) relishing some Sunday night solo quiet in my still apartment. I’m finishing up some story assignments….cos guess what? Tomorrow night means continued celebrations and an alfresco BBQ. I’m hoping that, with a good night’s sleep (and limited expectations:)), I’ll be raring to go.

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Pink sky at night

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Week highlight? This sunset.

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In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
– John Muir 

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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
~Franz Kafka 

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