Maybe one of the best parts of my week in the PNW was being away and simply not knowing (or caring) what time it was. Besides knowing a time to catch a bus, time was pretty irrelevant. Since the sun goes down closer to 10:30 you really lose track. There was joy in simply wandering and exploring such a beautiful city. I didn't read as much as I wanted to but there was joy in observing, people watching and letting my mind just think or rest.
I mean, doesn't this just look peaceful to you?
It was just so good.
1 comment:
Oh my goodness - the first three are AWESOME! I want them on my wall when I have a house.
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