My ma has this amazing tree in the front yard. Every spring, for a very brief period of time, it fills with millions of little white flowers.
This year, we braved all the busy, buzzing bees visiting all the flowers so we could take a picture under it. It was worth the risk to get a picture with my honey.
A couple weeks ago, I tagged along to one of Jon’s business meetings in Seattle. We were there for about 24 hours, and tried our best to keep count of every Starbucks we saw.
We got to our hotel pretty late in the evening, and missed our dinner time. So we ordered a massive amount of room service food and had a hotel bed picnic.
While Jon was doin business, I had about 4 hours to kill. I prepared by stepping into the map Friends style. (I swear we got this exact same map on our 4th grade field trip to Seattle. I have it in a scrapbook somewhere.)
I walked through the market, and as always, those flowers. What a beautiful job.
I decided to walk through the Olympic Sculpture Park. Also, this was the most beautiful fall day there ever was.
Once I walked a good long way, Jon saved me and we had some seafood for dinner. On the way to get coffee, we found a magnificent yarn store.
See ya later, Seattle! Next time, maybe we’ll actually take a trip up the Space Needle.