Riding local, riding abroad. Doesn't matter. "One less car" bike commuting and "Bikes Belong" advocacy, plus "I ride solo" bicycle travel. Racing is fun, but there are so many equally great reasons to ride.
Sunday, October 29, 2017
On FS6530 off the Beckler River Road
An autumn day that's hard to top, with blue sky after morning mist, and the ground carpeted with big leaf maples.
Saturday, October 28, 2017
Monday, October 23, 2017
Seen on my Saturday morning bike ride
Now that "the big wet" is upon us, it'd be a crime not to take the bike out between October storms. On one of my preferred routes, in a godlike sunny morning, I've been noticing progress on this DADU (detached accessory dwelling unit) aka granny flat, for a while. This one is actually 2 units, on a major arterial road, abutting a light industrial area, but given the constraints,
I think it works. I fantasize about building a "tiny" in my backyard as a crash pad for me when I am retired and traveling 50% -90% of the year. Like V. Woolf wrote, women need a place of their own. But the logistics and cost of doing one of these properly in the gung ho supercharged Seattle real estate environment of 2017, well, I haven't broken ground (yet).
I think it works. I fantasize about building a "tiny" in my backyard as a crash pad for me when I am retired and traveling 50% -90% of the year. Like V. Woolf wrote, women need a place of their own. But the logistics and cost of doing one of these properly in the gung ho supercharged Seattle real estate environment of 2017, well, I haven't broken ground (yet).
Saturday, October 21, 2017
Barber of Seville at Seattle Opera on a stormy fall Friday night
The current show in town shows its sunny Australian pedigree, with flamboyant Queensland colors and the sugary sweetness of a Weiss ice cream bar. And, almost 40 years on, I can still sing this:
"Figaro? Sono qua! Figaro? Sono la!"
I'm so overdue for a visit.
"Figaro? Sono qua! Figaro? Sono la!"
I'm so overdue for a visit.
Sunday, October 15, 2017
Thursday, October 12, 2017
Saturday, October 7, 2017
Wednesday, October 4, 2017
Last ones for 2017
My gorgeous roses that smell as sweet as they look. I bought the plant in 1998 with a Molbaks gift certificate from my old job. 19 years on, they still remind me of my old friends. The rose needs to go dormant for a while until next June it'll deliver, like clockwork. It's planted on a south facing wall, next to (but outside the burn range) of an outdoor grill. While i knew about the heat retention of the wall, the BBQ was a happy accident, like so many things in life.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
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