Day Trip to Roslyn, WA.

Over the weekend we traveled about eighty miles east of Seattle to the city/town of Roslyn, Washington. Though we had a quick drive through a few weeks ago on another trip to the snow caped area. This weekend was our first visit to the area in daylight, Starting early on our journey. My wife did some googling and marked a few spots to stop for breakfast, window shopping and coffee. After an somewhat surprisingly amazing breakfast at The Redbird cafe & bakery we navigated the ice and snow to check out the coal miners memorial and the unique shops housed just feet away. untitled-1My wife loved the hand crafted furniture store as well as the crowded arts and crafts shop housed within the historic building. From there we continued to navigate the icy, snowplowed streets and sidewalks. I enjoyed the long exchange with the town drunk a little more than my wife did. Though I was somewhat surprised when she reached out to button up his flannel and zip up his jacket. The 28 degree cold didn’t seem to bother him much. With just a few blocks in us. My wife’s chills turned to shivers and we retreated Basecamp Books and Bites for some hot tea, pastry and a game of Jenga. It wasn’t long after that when we retreated to our warm Mini and headed back to Seattle. And while the rather harsh weather we’ve been experiencing hasn’t put much of a damper on our travels or adventures. We can’t help but dream of warmer, dryer days to come.I was thinking of posting links to some of the places that highlighted our trip. Instead I’ll leave you with a trip advisor that links some of the city’s highlights. Trip Advisor

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The Deep Freeze.

Earlier today I missed an opportunity to attend a free Lightroom workshop at B&H due to my inability to deal with the freezing temperatures. A deal was brokered between myself and   Mother Nature that clearly stated “If you are continuously thrown snow, ice, slush and 20 degree temperatures at me on a weekly basis.” “I will no longer treat you like a like lady and refuse to continue spitting in to your wind gusts.”  I’m sick of it and I will fight cabin fever by cranking up the heat while dancing around in a swim suit and skuba gear.                   “Fuck you winter, I’m done.” The end.

Below is a picture I took of my bedroom window. If you look close and long enough, you can see icicle aliens fornicating somewhere in the heart of Antartica. Enjoy.

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Ice, Ice, Baby!!!

I was walking home the other day when I saw a Mother walking (actually, it looked more like dragging) her daughter down the street. The Mother looked as if she was in a rush and not in the best of moods. The current cycle of unbearable weather seemed to be an influence. The little girl stopped and briefly stared in wonderment. “Mommy, look at the ice. It’s so shiny.” The Mother quickly and forcefully tightened her grip and pulled, growling “You’re really starting to piss me off.” It’s obviously this current state of deep freeze has caused our tempers to be a bit frail. A few seconds later I stopped to take these pictures. My gosh, the ice really is so shiny.