We heard the wind howling in the night but woke to overcast skies and promising sunbreaks. We thought we could beat the storm’s next wave and so headed out to Coulon Park for a morning walk. We found everything windswept, clean and fresh, and eagles soaring overhead.
Golden Larch trees were clustered together and at their peak color.
This tree stood alone, uncovered, desolate and beautiful against mostly blue skies.
Sailboats were safely moored and undeterred as always.
But skies grew grayer over the boat launch.
We made it back without wind or rain. We love this walk.
I finally made it to Gene Coulon Park today to see the display of fall color under sunshine and clear skies.
Just in time. Rain and wind forecasted for the rest of the week.
Of all the things to be enjoyed at Coulon Park….
the boats and planes
the docks and piers
the elusive mountain
I think the best may be the turtles.
After waking up all groggy and sleepy-eyed I ended up in my office with my morning coffee for a quiet time. Tiger joined me and appreciated having the prime real estate to himself since Benji was outside. He asked for nothing more than a little love and attention which I gladly gave.
Soon contented, he sprawled out among his toys for a morning nap without fear of the little one’s harassment.
After I was revived Bob and I went for a morning walk at our favorite local park where all was cool yet sunny, vibrant, and clear.
After our walk, I visit the garden. It’s early but the herbs are already cheerful and bright and loads of strawberries have set on and should ripen soon.
As I write this it’s now Benji’s turn in the office but he prefers sleeping in the chair and that puts a big smile on my face..
and his too.
Happy Monday from Cats and Trails and Garden Tales!
Summertime and the livin’ is easy here in the Pacific Northwest. After the longest rainy season on record, summer arrived with gusto this week with temperatures in the seventies and eighties. We poor, cold, and waterlogged natives embraced the sunshine and are soaking up the long overdue rays while they are here.
That includes me as I head to Coulon Park in the heat of the day where I find the irises in bloom and bright as the sun,
and these walkers blending in with the green.
The view of Rainier to the south was striking as always..
but the Olympics floated in the haze somewhat ghostly to the west,
reminding me that I will welcome the cleansing of the next refreshing rain. I am after all, a true native.
Always there though not always visible, tonight’s walk at Gene Coulon Park yielded these views of the mountain in our midst ~ Mt. Rainier.
Happy to be living in the Pacific Northwest.
A perfect day begins with a trip to Starbucks and a walk at our favorite park on the shores of Lake Washington. We tried twice earlier this week to do just that but each time were turned back by the cold, wind, and rain. One time we made it to the park only to sit in the car and drink our coffee with this view.
What a difference a day makes! We woke today to a different reality: crisp, clear, and sunny with a temperature of 64 F in the forecast, the highest this year.
We head to Gene Coulon Park in Renton with drinks in hand and are rewarded with the bluest of blues and air fresh and washed clean.
We weren’t the only ones out. This mama duck and her babies were enjoying a swim together…
While this turtle basked in the sun alone.
These stony folks were committed as always to walking….
And the trees were blossoming and fragrant.
What a glorious day!
We are reminded again why we live in the Pacific Northwest.