the white house at the right time

It hardly looks like it. But it was the hottest day of summer 2024, 106 degrees.  July came in a solid "10"; ten consecutive days of triple digits.  When the fiery sun slipped into the cloud envelope the evening became much more charming.  Unfortunately, the bride was indoors kissed with heatstroke and never did come out  for her grand welcome to marriage.  Nonetheless, the wedding party oozed summer vibes and celebration.  Ice cream and gourmet lemonade was on tap to cool the guests. We were honored host.  The connection?  The bride's grandparents were former neighbors and church friends of ours  and the bride's aunt reached out to us. 

Seafair pirates are landing here soon. Storming Alki Beach they be searchin for their loot. Or kicking of the regions biggest summer festival - Seafair . We got our loot - bags of taffy, pirate hats, and light up pirate swords. Perfect for the upcoming torchlight parade. We, along with thousands of others, waited for the pirates to come. It was our first time going to see the pirates land, so we wanted the best view. Best spot. A few inches in ankle deep water. Then the tide came in. But we were assured the pirates were almost here. We waited. It got up to our ankles. We waited. It rose up to our shins. We waited. Oh, my it was up to our thigh. (Remind anyone of Shel Silverstein's poem Boa Constrictor?) Kind of felt that way too. Cayleb and Kenzie were hoisted up on our hips to avoid further submersion. But we ended up front row. Or front wave. Whatever you call it. Either way, it was the best water spot. Guy in the left corner, taking pictures for the Seattl...