commencing pattern avoidance

the cavernous Rhino Room. it feels like a senior center rec room in which all the tables have been pushed aside to celebrate Edgar's 85th birthday. but the countertops and windows are lovely. 

this used to be a bike shop. I bought my first bike here in 1997. it was later stolen from the front yard of the yellow house in Anchorage. 

dipping my finger in a stranger's paws. 

fantasy vs reality. 

Malden & Harrison. 

the view on my way to work. 

see that squirrel? his mouth is completely full of grass. he seemed embarrassed. 

fucking gluttonous beasts, part 2: the two-peanut crow. 

how nice; they now make a "visibly exhausted" filter. 

she figured out the ladder this week. 

I'm currently laying in 80 degree sunshine, listening to neighbors cook through their open windows. I live directly beneath the N-S jet path to Sea-Tac, so planes fly over about every 10 minutes during the day. so there's that sound too, and it's very relaxing. Seattle is a stupidly beautiful city from the sky. I always imagine passengers staring out the windows and feeling hopeful. and 10,000 feet below, I'm watching bees pollinate.