We went away for a weekend to Waldron Island in Puget Sound. The state ferries don't stop there, making it hard to get to and keeping it a pretty quiet place. That suits its few hundred residents just fine. Here we see some madrona trees overlooking Cowlitz Bay with Sandy Point in the distance.
There's a little flash and dash in the trim, but being Presbyterian, they're not going to go to far with that. But next week we'll see what happens when the church building committee has a collective brain lock-up.
This year's Seafood Fest featured the Aerialistas, a local troupe of aerialists performing death-defying feats high above the brick cobblestones of Ballard Avenue while accompanied by three guys on guitars. A splendid time was had by all.
Today, it's Grace Community Chapel, but it was the Swedish Bethel Church back in the day. Over the years it lost its steeple and gained some trees, and it appears someone found the fancy trim just a little too worldly. A shame.
Being of a certain age, Pickles enjoys a long stretch to work out the kinks before heading down the stairs.
The sun sets over a small patch of amber waves of grain because there's a lawn mower over on 70th St that hasn't left the garage all summer.
They look ripe, but it would be wise to honor the owner's sign. There's no bellyache like a not-quite-ripe apple bellyache.
Many congregations have used this tidy little building over the years, so it's perhaps fitting that it now houses an "interdenominational" church.
|This time it's a guy going wild at a concert in Switzerland. It's the accordion version of the heavy metal guitar solo. Rock on, dude!|
We have a side project of photographing Ballard's churches for a friend in Wisconsin. Might as well use the photos here, too. The FIrst Slavic Full Gospel Church has a pretty good choir. That Slavic tradition of rock-bottom bass can't be beat.
Perhaps feelin' less than groovy, the 59th St cat turns his back on us and walks away. Faithful readers might have felt we had turned our backs on them these past couple weeks. Sorry. We fell off the posting wagon and found it awfully easy to not get back on. Call it a timeout. Now we have new photos in the files and new cats to introduce to you so it looks like we'll carry on for awhile longer.