Author Archives: colleen

We are one with “social distancing” and “shelter in place”, with boxed meals set outside the door, Charlie’s workshop masks at the ready, and my 2′ poker still good for pushing buttons and  better than anything else for keeping people … Continue reading →

THE PIER IS FREED! Good times are at hand. In what surely ranks as a minor miracle, the Water Quality Project People have unlocked, de-fenced, and opened the Pier through August!  This is GREAT NEWS.   Though their reasons were probably … Continue reading →

FREE THE PIER! The pier was new, beautiful, walk-able, inviting, fenced and locked. It was scheduled to open in FIVE YEARS, when the whole tunneling project would be done. FIVE YEARS? Five years is a very long time.  I’m 80 … Continue reading →

  DON’T CRY FOR ME, MINNESOTA, FOR SPRINGTIME HAS COME TO SEATTLE.   READ IN SEATTLE BOOK NOTES: I love Timothy Egan and not just because he’s a NY Times columnist, a Seattle-r and Jesuit-trained, although he is, but his … Continue reading →

Information comes and goes. The how of it? Nobody knows. I care. This is not a post for everyone, maybe not for anyone, but the post is true to its title.  I have been thinking, again, about the flow of … Continue reading →

I thought Charlie and I had found our neighborhood coffee-house, a part of settling in. We tried the latte at five places. We sat inside and outside and checked for noise, proximity, and wheelchair-amenable spaces, tables, and entryways.. We found … Continue reading →

SEATTLE POST 4 Mom-gull was watching over about twelve fuzzy chicks who were mostly resting in the shade of the roof, except for the wandering outliers. Mom-gull was alert, but not moving. Knowing little that matters about seagulls, I wake … Continue reading →

I went down to the water and what did I see? A lonesome duck dinghy, looking sideways at me. and saying, as loudly as eyes can imply,                            … Continue reading →

SEATTLE POST 2 I’M SETTLING IN. I’m now a regular at the Sunday Farmers’ Market, where, with Charlie’s running interference. I, with my nimble joystick, have zigged through one side of the Market regulars who are mostly tall, slow, texting … Continue reading →

Hello from Seattle!  Yes, three weeks into my latest adventure, I am happily west coastal and loving my digs. Though nothing can replace Roseledge on the harbor of my summers,  I am still near water, busy monitoring boats as they … Continue reading →