The Sun in Seattle?

Do you remember that scene in Will Smith's "Independence Day" where the UFO's first enter our atmosphere. He comes out onto his lawn and sees all his neighbor's looking up, mouths open, aghast.

I walked out of my house this morning and felt like I was in that scene.

People on capitol hill were standing in the middle of the street, not moving. blinking.

dazed.

Blinking.

Dazed.

Befuddled.

Smiling...

A woman dropped her FEED grocery bag on the ground, shattering bottles of Kumbacha inside.

And then, music began to play:

Men and women began dancing and laughing and frolicking! THE SUN!

THE SUN! It's still alive!

Cheers! To the People Who Remind Us...

One of The Non-Scotsman's good, rowdy friends also happens to have a magic touch. He came up to visit in Seattle to see my man, of course, but also to rent an ancient camera: a 35mm Hasselblad.

This man shot some of my favorite things without any editing! He gave me a fresh vantage point above my life, where I am now standing with arms open wide, yelling "THANK YOU!"

My neighborhood joint:

My place of work:

My parent's backyard:

My husband and my views:

My new hang at Melrose Market:

And even me in my pearls, made by my dear friend Jessica Andrews:

(I actually was very happy here; although I look like I'm about to pounce)...

Cheers to Nate and his wife for reminding me how beautiful life is, remind me to look at the details, remind me to be thankful.

Merry Christmas Seattle!