It's Sunday morning and I wish I were in Seattle taking in the sights and sounds and smells of the public market. Wish I had a blueberry scone in a paper bag and a caramel latte from Seattle's Best in the other. A little chill in the air. The day stretching out before me. A perfect morning.
One of my favorite memories: Pike Place Market, Seattle, outside Seattle's Best coffee shop, July 2005.