I escaped the rain in Los Angeles for the sunshine in Seattle...

LA failed me this past week with all of its dripping, dreary raindrops. How ironic that sun and dry weather was to be found in Seattle.

Fresh baked goods and flowers at Pike Place Market.

It's a lovely city: full of art, design and epicureanism (the highfalutin trinity of human needs, up several levels from the basic food, water, shelter), with scenic views framed by amber maple leaves. I kept thinking, I could live here.

Extra

Catching up on back-issues of The New Yorker:

“The thing that strikes you first is how delicate he is. He is not trying to protect himself. He is almost like E.T., like they sent him from another planet—someone who is extra sensitive, almost skinless—to come and detect all these fragments about the human society that he lives in.”

-Artist Michal Rovner on Israeli writer David Grossman

Apple Green

My sister christened her new Le Creuset cookware by making sugar-glazed Granny Smith apple fritters this morning.

Encounter on Fountain/Fuller

It's easy to love dogs. They are indiscriminately loving and loyal. It takes a special kind of tolerance and patience to love cats. They scowl, scurry and hiss. But underneath this cold facade they are adorable balls of smushy fuzz that want to be loved and will put on the funniest antics to achieve that affection. Case in point, these beauties I encountered on Fountain/Fuller.

Art You can Eat, Touch and Take Home

Wayne Thiebaud-inspired layer cake.


Felix Gonzales-Torres, SFMOMA.

Deserted Island

photo by B

Santa Rosa, Channel Islands is so secluded and protected that even though it's just a short distance from LA (20 minutes by plane, a few hours by boat) our stay of 2 nights and 3 days felt like an epic getaway to some luscious, faraway locale.

The weekend included:
Tons of Cutie Pie Seals
1 Massive Blue Whale
0 Showers
Beauty to infinity.

Lacking

Too much activity in life, too little action on this blog.