Party Boobytrap*

Lunch-hour walk down an alley in Pioneer Square.

Safer than you’d think!  Also?  Palindromes in moss.

(ok, so this one is a bad example…  there are others in which the moss is actually growing. I swear)

*In the <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/secretqllama/sets/72157629959438384/”>flickr set</a> from today’s walk.

Old News

We pulled out the last few pieces of nasty old linoleum from the shed* this afternoon, and found pieces of old newspaper glued under some of it. The internet being chock full of crazy information, we were able to figure out that these date to some point in the early-mid 1940s from the horse racing results.

The second horse listed here, Lavengro, was apparently fairly well known back in the day. Pedigree info was found here: http://www.pedigreequery.com/lavengro. And info on two of the jockeys who rode in that race was found here and here. That’s just what a couple of minutes with Google turned up. Neat stuff.

*and by “shed” we mean “strange, largish building in the back yard that was built by drunken monkeys”. Soon it will be my studio space. Sooooooon.

Discovery Bay

On the recommendation of a friend from work, Matt and I headed up to Discovery Bay with the dog for the weekend.  The recommended destination was the Chevy Chase Beach Cabins, and they fully lived up to the hype.  Truly wonderful dog-friendly place to get away and stay for a weekend.  Everything you’d ever want in a vacation rental, including a private beach where the dogs can run free.

This was Stella’s first trip to the beach, and one of the extremely rare times she’s been off leash (her recall is less than stellar), and ZOMG! the running! the slobber!  the eating god-knows-what off the tide line!  At least she didn’t find some dreadful rotting thing on the beach and roll in it.

She ran towards us:

She ran away from us:

She chased seagulls into the water and discovered that it is a)cold and b)wet:

There was a LOT of running back and forth down the length of the beach. A tired dog is a good dog. Unfortunately, a wet hound is a STINKY hound. The tiredness totally made up for that stink, though.

The cabins are all painted different colors, and are awfully pretty in the afternoon light.

I had lots and lots of really good pictures, and then my SD card DIED.  Died so very hard I couldn’t recover anything off of it, nor could any of my minions.  It was very, very sadmaking.  We went up to Sequim and got another card, but the weather the next day wasn’t nearly as good, and the tides weren’t as low, so I couldn’t get any more pictures of the amazing beds of living sand dollars.  I hadn’t seen sand dollars around here since I was a kid, so that was extra cool.

I’ll throw a couple more pics at you here, and if you want to see the rest, go check the out in my Port Townsend flickr set.


the hinges on the front door of the main house on the site – SO pretty!