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Wordless Wednesday - Tribal Canoe Journey

Mount Baker on Fire

 

This is our fourth summer in Port Angeles and I finally got a photo I've been wanting since our UPS driver told me how he would wait at a specific spot each year to capture it on film.

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Wordless Wednesday - Tribal Canoe Journey

Wordless Wednesday - Tribal Canoe Journey

Paint the Town in Murals

Our small town of 19,000 and the surrounding communities love and support the arts by buying art for all of its residents to enjoy.  There are many examples, but today I thought I'd share photos of some of the murals you can find throughout Port Angeles.  The murals tell the story of our past and our present.

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Pacific Northwest Tribal Canoe Journey

Last Sunday afternoon I was gazing out at the Strait of Juan de Fuca and was excited to see the canoes of numerous tribes making their way to Port Angeles harbor at Hollywood Beach.  I could hear faint singing as they were pulling their canoes along the calm waters.  You couldn't have wished for a better day to be on the sometimes treacherous waters of the Salish Sea.

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Favorite Flowers come in Periwinkle

 

One of the delights of our home on the Olympic Peninsula were the number of flowering plants the previous owners planted that were in my favorite color.  I now know that no matter where we live I'll

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Finally! It's Spring on the Olympic Peninsula!

We are just about mid-way between the start of Spring and the Summer Solstice on the calendar, but you wouldn't know it if you've been hanging in our part of the country.  If you want to see some amazing photography and what the weather has been like in the Olympic Mountains, high above us, check out this post in mid-April of his visit to Hurricane Ridge in the Olympic National Park by photographer Lee Rentz.I've been worried about our Maple trees that looked pretty dea

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We All Grew Up with Public Libraries

My earliest memories of going to the library were with my Mom.  She loved to read and my brothers and I did as well.  We'd go every other week to this beautiful library in the "city" with a large atrium and floors of books going in circles all the way up to a glass dome.  No one needed to tell us to hush, just the dramatic architecture and wood bookcases with brass railings gave you a feeling of awe.  Then and now I love the smell of a library.I'd get as many Nancy Drew mysteries as they'd let me check out and even then a few d

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Wordless Wednesday