the boys and I sniff blossoms in the Aboretum and perhaps experience a degree of allergy symptoms but nothing to dramatically offset the natural, mind-altering high we’ve achieved….
The boys and I took a long walk in the Arboretum tonight to see some of the isolated blossoms throughout the park: Oliver had a surprising amount of stamina and we reached Foster and Marsh Islands and then crossed under the Montlake Bridge and got all the way to the flat parkland with the dramatic western view of Portage Bay. It was a sunny but brisk night. A half dozen sailboats chased each other in Portage Bay, a stunning reminder that opening day of boating season is really not too far away. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about getting my boat out, it has been far too long.
I got a lot of exercise today. In addition to our trek through the Arboretum tonight, this morning Oliver and I strolled along part of Lake Union so I could do a little shooting. We were walking along one of the houseboat neighborhoods in the city when this duck took an interest in us. The timing was perfect because Oliver was getting a bit restless after having the patience of Job for most of our walkaround- he was beginning to impatiently bounce around in the backpack carrier. Enter Sir Mallard of Eastlake! He bought me a little extra time, Oliver was entranced. Thanks, Duck. I thought the juxtaposition of the duck and canoe was sort of cool in a Boundary Waters sort of way…….