This fall, we are living in the section of Seattle called Ballard, which was recently described in the New York Times as “independent-minded…Nordic and proudly maritime.”
We quickly made it a habit to go for walks in the morning, when few people are walking the streets, the line at Besalu cafe hasn’t yet extended out the door, and the fog is still sitting on the many bodies of water in Seattle.
Below are some of the notable pictures from these walks.
A sunny morning.
Classic Seattle fog.
(Also, in this picture, Cochise staring at a beatnik in a sleeping bag, off frame to the left.)
My wonderful friend CB.
CB and Cat.
Cochise.
Jim sandwiched between power lines and industry.
Lovely CB again!
by catthrasher
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Tell Cochise to “SIT” for me!