I love this Edward S Curtis Puget Sound scene.
Puget Sound is most often depicted in blues, greens or grays. This image stands out just by it’s sepia tones. Then there’s the quality of contemplation and well earned repose in the figures, along with the gentle atmosphere of a calm summer twilight. Mmmm, summer’s coming.
From the Edward S. Curtis collection
An important part of our liveaboard life is the occasional pilgrimage to Warren River Boat Works, the Rhode Island headquarters of Paul Dennis, our Freedom guru. He provides the parts, guidance and information we seek as we ease Sunshine toward perfection. On one such visit, Paul sent us on a field trip to Cove Haven…
Hiking – One or the many ways you can take the coastal path. Former Whidbey Islander Leah Claire, who now lives in Cornwall, sent this shot taken from the South West Coast Path. Being rather new to the British Isles, Leah couldn’t pin-point the exact spot where she took this. “We were somewhere north of Newquay….
Two Whidbey Island landmarks are finalists in what local literary icon Knute Berger has called the American Idol version of historic preservation, the Million-Dollar Preservation Grant Competition. The Ferry House, at Ebey’s landing and the Bowman Bay Kitchen Shelter (technically on Fidalgo Island) at Deception Pass State Park are two of 25 area structures selected…
Yeah word people! Librarians from my Alma Mater, the University of Washington, doing Gaga. No water in this one, hope their next video is “I’m on a book.” Thanks to Jen of Everyday Bright for the link.
When an event starts with a safety talk there’s a good possibility that things could go sideways. Sure enough, as soon as we passengers were educated in one hand for the ship etc., Captain Evans went on to explain that getting started on our sailing afternoon was not going to be as easy as we’d…
Travel by the Book As a Washington kid, the other three corners of the country have always fascinated me. San Diego, California, on my native west coast, was easy to get to. I’d knocked that off my bucket list by the time I was six, without even trying. Florida and Maine though, those proved harder…