peas in a pod.

The term “great aunt” doesn’t always denote generational distinctions.

waiting.

One benefit of waiting for the bus with the roaring sun at my back: I look taller and thinner than I’ll ever be.

beachcombing.

(also known as torturing crustaceans) – evidence that my sister and Sarah are better companions of a ten-year-old than I am.

mango tango.

hot tub time machine.

forty.*

* My parents’ anniversary was actually June 20th, but we were celebrating a month late, when we were all together on Orcas Island.

our first visitor.

scenes from the ballard market.

gone.

As B likes to say, “Dim Sum good eatin’.”

another reason to love seattle.

Progressive politics even show up at the mall.