It's nice waking up on a
train, Empire
Builder westbound
#7, home stretch of a sequence
that entailed delays and diversions, struck
vehicles and blizzards as we wended from WA >
MN > OH > WV and back via CHI and MSP. From
Skykomish
River to Salish
Sea, Cascadia
presents a picturesque homecoming. The cabby from
King
St mistook us for tourists and tried to milk
the meter, then Miso binged
on catnip in the sun so happy to see us.
Fridge empty in that just back from vacation way,
we ate across
the street, tried a nap but Dominion
was banging ladders outside our window,
ratproofing high up in the eaves. Last 3 weeks so sedentary I was glad
for the excuse to ride my bike, ARTisANAL
showcards
ready so I took scenic
route, 997th rider to cross Fremont
Bridge today. Dialing up Mercer I felt I
owned this
town; something about zipping past stuck
traffic empowers. Stocked up on books
from free
library and Goodwill. At Dendroica,
Reilly Donovan's Hokum
Bunkum embodied the absurdity and
frustration of this political moment. It's good to
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