A bit of moss, a bit of rust, and one happy sticker.
Long boarding at the beach, grilling with friends, drinking cold beer, eating good food, perfect weather. The best July I can remember in Seattle.
The simplest training ride from my house is quite lovely.
It's popular for a reason.
While the anarchists were getting busy to trash our city, a whole different thing was happening over in Gasworks: morris dancing!
Better late then never, I'm finally out on my bicycle!
An early morning stop for coffee at the beach.
A lazy moment while doing errands before Thanksgiving, Seattle style.
While Vic was gone, I decided it's time to get serious about my book-making. And sometimes, it's just helpful for research to go to the place with the most books: the library.