Taking off from SeaTac with typically beautiful PNW weather.
Caught gramming through the caves. (at Big Four Ice Caves)
HOME OF THE WORLD CHAMPION SEATTLE SEAHAWKS
Denali / Mt. McKinley / “The High one”
Some hikers resting on Mount Tamalpais.
"Roused from sweet slumber she
stretches her sleep-coated limbs and
lifts the dark sheets from her body,
yawns into the horizon and
rubs the stardust from her eyes.
She reaches for her brush.
A cool breeze tickles her ankles and in retort
she eases into a warm palette. Gently,
she blends the morning hues,
massaging light into the midnight blues.
Tired still, her lines are soft, tentative. Slowly
she paints the rising sun."
Right to Speak, Write to Speak
As a child I was thrilled to discover the etiquette of raising one’s hand to signify having something to say. In school it meant being able to announce to the class and teacher that, “Hey! I, Rachael Kerkhoff, have an idea to share!” Arm shooting straight into the air, waving dramatically, stretching to out-reach all the other hands. “Pick me!” squealed through half-audible whimpers, frantically wiggling hips failing to mask excitement. Raising my hand, and subsequently getting called on, meant that everyone else was supposed to stop talking so that I could speak.