I drove out to Bothell last night to visit
kathrynt. She, if you'll recall, gave me voice coaching, tea, and sympathy early in my transition, all of which loom larger with the passage of time. It had been a couple of years since I saw her in meatspace, and it was happy-making to see how good she looks and how well her family is doing. Things have improved greatly for her, and she's mainly responsible.
Things have improved for Bothell as well: What was the Anderson school is now a hotel, McMenamin's, and mall. You can get a decent drink in Bothell, within staggering distance of
kathrynt's place, provided that you're willing to keep an extra sharp eye out for Bothell drivers. Walkability is such a recent development there that drivers haven't yet become accustomed to watching for pedestrians.
kathrynt is super careful about them in the dark, and with good reason.
Seen this morning at Green Lake: two (great blue?) herons and a cormorant. Seen later this morning on the E line: a pool of blood on the floor behind the driver, who kept people from standing in or walking through that part of the bus for quite reasonable fear that they'd slip. All I know about the blood - about a cup of it - is that it came from somebody in a wheelchair who was gone before I got on. Somebody had tried to wipe it up with a paper towel.
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Things have improved for Bothell as well: What was the Anderson school is now a hotel, McMenamin's, and mall. You can get a decent drink in Bothell, within staggering distance of
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Seen this morning at Green Lake: two (great blue?) herons and a cormorant. Seen later this morning on the E line: a pool of blood on the floor behind the driver, who kept people from standing in or walking through that part of the bus for quite reasonable fear that they'd slip. All I know about the blood - about a cup of it - is that it came from somebody in a wheelchair who was gone before I got on. Somebody had tried to wipe it up with a paper towel.