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The little daily art project that clothes can be is so much fun. Just not wearing a uniform is enough for a thrill sometimes!

Almost everything I wear is secondhand, handmade or too long owned to recall its origin, but here is a bit of what I've been enjoying.

Regeneration

Being a florist would be fascinating. All of the plants you become familiar with, hearing the stories behind peoples favorites... 

Yesterday I ended up with a worn out but still lovely bouquet of  flowers on my hands. Most of the filler greens were in sad shape, but some of the flowers just looked like they needed some love. 

We've got a collection of bottles from exotic sodas, and a homemade looking pottery vase or two from adventures saved up. Oh and a Kracken jug which always makes me chuckle. 

 Normally they are full of the odd wildflower from walks (and okay the occasional one from a yard over spilling onto the sidewalk), but it was fun having a bunch in the same colors to play with!

Mighty Proud

On repeat, perfect for wandering an old railroad line with the sun setting.

Foraging!

I've got the great luck to live in an area with lots of green spaces, and they are especially lovely right now. And bountiful! A few evenings ago, feeling the roaming urge, we wandered out in the twilight and gathered bagfuls of wood sorrel and salmonberries to feast on. Talking and gathering while the sun sinks and the sounds of frogs and night stirrings begin is lovely.

The berries made their way into a smoothie right away! The sorrel made for great pesto from this recipe, although I would add basil and walnuts the next time, because the flavor was a bit sour on its own. I've also found sorrel makes a nice addition to chicken and rice soup!

At the moment more berries await preparation, maybe as a sauce for ice cream or a panna cotta...

Posies

Finally the flowers are out! Everywhere I go they catch my eye... They call from neighbors yards, just begging to be liberated.. Kidding. Mostly.

Sometimes I come home from a walk with a bundle of posies that tells the story of where i roamed.

Olympic Sun

Oh the world of difference a little sun makes... We've been soaking it up like a man just saved from the desert. Except its generally wet enough to drown standing up.

But not lately, and we spent some lovely time in Olympia to celebrate. It was so nice to see something different! 

Priest Point Park is one of my all time favorites, very close to downtown, and we stopped for a lovely while.

People like to play Zombies vs. Humans here, which is about what it sounds like, spread throughout this park. No flesh eating today though, just glorious relaxation.

Closing Time at Pikes Place Market

On a recent trip, I found myself with a bit of time to wander Seattle with a camera. Roaming eventually found me in Pikes Place Market, just as they were tucking away for the night. Markets are fascinating places all through the day, from the deserted building blooming suddenly with vendors to the little stories told by the things left at the end of the day.

One of the flower sellers packing up wore this beautiful swirling skirt of butterflies. I wish I knew her story... 

 Everyone seems in a cheerful mood as they pack up, and embark into a city still flooded with golden light.