Seattle goings on
I was saddened to read about the death of ‘Masa’ Murakami in yesterday’s Seattle Times. The Murakami family ran the Higo general store on Jackson Street in the neighborhood that used to be called Nihonmachi, or Japan Town. Before Higo became the design conscious place it is today, it was a complete hodge podge of …
If there was a better place to be on Monday than West Seattle, I don’t want to know about it. In the morning, I met a new friend at Alki and in the afternoon, J and I walked the beach at Lincoln Park. It was perfect.
Downtown Seattle ain’t what it was.
When people tell me they want to visit Seattle, I suggest the same thing, always: August or September. It’s divine here during those two months, truly there is no place I’d rather be. But in winter, it can be daunting and our New Year’s weekend stay downtown was tempered by disappointing weather — umbrella challenging …
I am in an open sided building, a combination of upright posts and corrugated metal on a concrete slab. There’s a little kitchen area, I’m making coffee on a rusty propane fueled two burner stove. It’s morning, the grass is wet. Fields stretch out around me, I’m not sure what’s growing, it’s grassy, wide blades, …