Here is a picture from a hike a few weeks back. It was a pretty easy hike - up an old logging road that has since become a thoroughfare for hikers getting closer to the beauty. But the mountain still a long ways off, since this picture was taken with the telephoto. Living in the city (albeit a small city), one forgets about the beauty, smell and energy given off by the majestic conifers.
It was when we came upon Wells Creek Falls that I understood the appropriately named Cascades. (Actually the revelation occurred a few weeks earlier, but my embellishment sounded more romantic.)I am glad to be able to write here and remove myself temporarily from the rigors of starting multiple companies at one time. But it is better to be busy than not. I am a grateful individual: moist, lush, vivacious Bellingham in the springtime.
But back to the salt mines at the coffee shop on Railroad. Arrgh.
1 comment:
Hi, Jeff:
I am contemplating a move to Bellingham (I want to live on the fringe of society, literally)and what I have investigated so far is not dissuading me. Would you be amenable to providing information for me? In return, I will send you baked goods. I make a mean chocolate chip oatmeal cookie.
Of course, I would prefer a more private venue as in email and not on your blog, which I intend to read in its entirety.
If you don't wish to, no problem. I understand time constraints in this day and age. Thank you for your time. Judy
judstrom@hotmail.com
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