Seattle. I’m not sure there is a city that captures my heart more than Seattle; but then again, I was born in Seattle, grew up and lived on both sides of the mountains and I’m guessing everyone feels this same way about their own hometowns.
The Professor and I spent almost three weeks in the area working on a video project as well as working in some time to visit dear friends and also seeing my siblings; it was the first time we’d all been together since my dad’s funeral nearly 11 years ago.
Dad served in the Navy and I don’t know if that’s why I love the water so much or if it’s because the smell of the sea and the gentle rocking of the waves is nostalgic; but I can tell you that living in land-locked Indiana makes me ache for the water whenever I get that first whiff of the sweet, salty air.
And I do know that Seattle can be gray and gloomy, her summer’s few and far between, but she was on her very best behavior for our entire visit: glorious blue skies, white, puffy clouds, the sun shimmering off the gentle waves, night skies and sunsets that were nothing short of spectacular that took my breath away.
All these years later, I am still smitten with this fabulous city . . . and I cannot wait to return again . . .
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