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I’m probably the most relaxed traveler in the world. I view an international flight as a fantastic opportunity to catch up on my reading, watch movies, nap… and best of all, people deliver food right to my seat. It doesn’t get any better than that. I thoroughly enjoyed a recent 10 hour, 55 minute flight to…

It feels like spring already — it’s February! — and the flowers seem to agree. Our cherry blossoms have been enjoying the mild temperatures for a week or two now. Global warming is sad for the polar bears, but it’s pretty darn nice for the people in Seattle. The days are getting noticeably longer too,…

The East Coast is getting blasted with a wintry mix, and I’m ever so thankful I live in balmy Seattle. A recent cold spell brought freezing temperatures and frosty mornings. Something we Seattle-ites don’t often see:

One of the nicest things about working at the Seattle Asian Art Museum is that it’s located inside a big city park. On my lunch break, I try to get down to the Volunteer Park Conservatory. It’s just at the end of the drive, past a row of chestnut trees. I have a black thumb…

Provocative pictures will draw fame, or at least notoriety. I get it. In the ’70s and ’80s, Robert Mapplethorpe was trying to push buttons with his bondage pictures, but now the shock value’s worn off. (Visit the Seattle Erotic Art Festival and you’ll know what I mean.) Mapplethorpe’s Polaroid portraits in the Henry’s new show,…

Chris gives me a hard time about my silly shoes, made for looking cute, not for walking. Pointy toes, pencil heels, four-inch platforms — I know they’re ridiculous, but I can’t help loving them.I saw these shoes at the Henry, and even I had to agree, they don’t look very comfortable.Woman’s stilted sandals from the…

Seattle was blessed with a beautiful fall Sunday, sunny and breezy, perfect for a walk. After living in the area more than four years, I visited Discovery Park for the first time. Chris and I hoped to spot a cougar, but the closest thing we saw was a lady in a WSU hat. A bald…

Chris and I took advantage of a rare day off together to visit Paradise on Mount Rainier. The alpine meadows were blooming a brilliant red.

When the wife and husband team Weiss/Manfredi designed the Olympic Sculpture Park, they had to find a way to navigate across Elliott Avenue and railroad tracks.Their graceful solution is a walkway that zig zags over these obstacles. You can see the pattern from the air, and also echoed in the late afternoon shadows on Elliott.

I’m an obscenely cheerful morning person. (Hard to believe I worked the night shift for almost three years, when I’d regularly stumble home after 1 a.m.)I love watching the sun rise. First pink, then gold streaking into my kitchen.