Oh Seattle, how I love thee. Let me count the ways. I love your coffee. I love your sunny days. I love your eclectic neighborhoods, your food trucks, and your farmers markets. I love your spring flowers and fresh green buds. But most of all, I love to stroll your streets.
Today is the first day in a couple weeks where the sun is actually out and shining, drying up the rain, warming up our winter blues. It’s definitely spring here, the crazy weather is a sure sign. Yesterday it hailed for what seemed like 15 minutes. It was probably more like 5 minutes, but man was it a lot of hail. The house across the street looked like it got hit with a snow storm. But those tiny frozen pellets soon melted away with the onslaught of the torrential downpour that lasted the rest of the day. There were flashes of lightning and crashes of thunder and the sun was nowhere in sight.
Today is much nicer. The sky is blue, the birds are singing, and everyone and their grandmother are out and about soaking up the rays. I wandered down to Madison Valley and over to the Washington Park Arboretum for a nice long walk. But first – coffee. A Seattle Sunday cannot go well without a nice hot cup of joe to start the blood pumping.
The park was stunning. Just breathtakingly beautiful. And apart from the super muddy part of the path, the entire walk was delightful. No, wait, strike that – the walk back up the never ending hill wasn’t so awesome. There were some great views though.
That’s a pretty good way to spend a Sunday. Now I’ve got to go Barbecue something. It’s just one of those days.
I hope you are all enjoying your Sunday too! Have a good one.
Thanks for reading!