1. Block party, live music.. This year it was called the 7th Annual Phinney Ditch Block Party. I thought it was a bit silly to call it that considering the average home price in this area is $725k… Maybe next year they’ll call it the Phinney Rich Block Party… Anyways, I digress, this band is called Bugs and I thought they played their asses off.

  2. Traffic jam on southbound 99 Viaduct, as we’re sitting there I grab my cell phone and took these shots of the Money Pit, err, I mean the construction zone for the new tunnel. I was thinking today about the big delays because they ran into a piece of metal that was put in their way a couple summers ago when they were drilling to conduct feasibility tests for the new tunnel. Latest word is that its going to be a $300 million dollar (that’s a “3” followed by a bunch of zeros) cost overrun and lead to a huge delay. My first reaction is, give me a small cut of that and I will hire a crew, we will dig down, pull the offending piece of metal out of the way, and everyone can continue along with their lives. Anyhow, I digress. Enjoy these extremely low res pics of your tax dollars at work!

  3. Empty oil drums at Fishermen’s Terminal, Ballard, WA

  4. Bow of a moored fishing boat, Fishermen’s Terminal, Ballard, WA.

  5. Melissa Beth, a fishing boat docked at Fishermen’s Terminal, in Ballard.

  6. Fishermen’s Terminal in Ballard, a huddle of fishing boats.

  7. Ballard Locks, spillway.

  8. Wednesday night walkabout…

  9. Father’s Day. My nephew Aiden out picking flowers in my Dad’s backyard. The innocence of Angels!

  10. Candid I took in my car passing over the Fremont Bridge…

  11. Often I indulge myself as a photographer. I’ve not earned the right to be like this. Yet I must confess, I have a weakness for pretty flowers. There is something about the way they are, so perfect for just a brief moment, before fading into the Air & Earth.

    Flowers are the opposite of stardust. The antithesis of progress. Even as we seek to evolve them, make them hybrid, turn them into strains, modify their lineage, they insist on being themselves despite our commands.

    Each flower is unique if I may be excused for writing in cliches. It’s only when you stand among flowers that you can truly understand what this means. Only when you can capture their beauty, as it is, and no other way.

    There is something about a flower, but even more so, a photograph of a flower. It strikes a chord in me, gives me the sense of biting into a lovely morsel. Of intoxicating myself in its petals, of dusting myself with its pollen.

  12. Jackson @ EMP

  13. Dreams so many, so plenty so open dreams of light. Kate opening up a new chapter in her life. So excited for her. And missing her too of course.

  14. Sea Tac Airport Garage. Hundreds of thousands of tons of concrete. Quite possibly the largest concrete structure in the Northwest. This is speculation on my part. But when you are on this thing, and dissecting it with your eye, the only thing that you can really feel is concrete. It literally swallows up everything, including the airport it serves.

  15. Jackson… Just finished his GED. After all the stress that I’ve been through over the past year and a half, he ends up graduating almost a month earlier than he would have if he’d stayed in high school. LOL…