The year is two-thirds over, and I am still here taking photos. My personal take on my photos is that this week was a bit weak. I really like the two shots I took at Marymoor on Friday—the ones of the kids getting ready for their final ride at bike camp and the parents all waiting with cameras and phones in hand. And I can tell you that yesterday’s bread tasted as good as it looked. Oh, and I got a pretty darned good sunrise last Monday morning. But my sentimental favorite has to be my two girls in our car that I took on our 26th wedding anniversary. Happy Labor Day.
Tonight, our “older” kids are coming over for dinner, and I plan to make an African meal. I’ve been putting this off since we got back because I was waiting a month for one of my ingredients to arrive. It finally did, so tonight’s the night. I don’t have a truly African starch to add, so I decided to make some sourdough bread. I started baking sourdough about two years before the pandemic, when everyone suddenly became obsessed with it. I don’t bake bread as often as I should because it doesn’t always turn out like this. This is one of my best loaves. I can’t wait to try it with some good Irish butter at dinner, along with the bobotie, Steelworks cocktail, and hearts of palm salad.
I was at the Saturday Market again this morning (it runs until the last Saturday of October), and they had a woodwind quintet performing. Now, I don’t think a French horn is a woodwind instrument, but according to the signs advertising this group, it is. I took photos of all of them, but this young woman with the French horn was my favorite.
I went to Bellevue today to get my weekly injection and had some time on my way home to stop by Marymoor Park and take some photos. I parked in one of their 10 lots, and luckily, I found the right one. There were all kinds of things to shoot. I took pics of a Microsoft team-building exercise, a mom taking pics of her toddler, or an architectural shot of the climbing structures, but in the end, I chose these two shots from the final day of Bike Camp. In the first photo, the little ones are all grouped together before they go on their final bike parade. For the second, I turned my camera to the parents waiting to cheer them on and take photos. I couldn’t decide which one I liked more, so you get both.
The weekly Keeley is earlier this week because I wanted to take a picture with my incredible wife. Today is our 26th wedding anniversary, and we are as happy as we could possibly be. Over the past year, Keeley has only added to our happiness.
Early this evening, we attended what Trilogy calls Canapé Collective. It’s a fun food class that our chef Andrew hosts once a month. Usually, he shows people how to make appetizers, which explains the Canapé in the title. We had never been before, but this month, we decided to give it a try because Andrew was doing a cocktail class. I took my camera along because I hadn’t taken a photo for today yet and got this shot of Andrew’s bar setup.
I’m not sure if I mentioned this before, but Trilogy (the 55+ community where I live) has a golf course running through it. In fact, the golf course is only within Trilogy, but fortunately, Trilogy neither owns nor operates it. That means we often see lots of carts crossing our streets and plenty of golfers around every corner. Today, I saw two guys, braving the heat, finishing up on a hole I pass at least three times a day. I thought it might make a nice photo.
It’s another hot day here in the paradise of Trilogy Redmond Ridge, so I decided to go out early and walk my six miles. I’m so glad I did because Mother Nature provided a GORGEOUS sunrise, giving me a chance to share this shot with you. I really love the power lines silhouetted against the sunrise; they give the photo a strong focal point.
Taking pictures is like tiptoeing into the kitchen late at night and stealing Oreo cookies. – Diane Arbus
