I did a quick walk through of the Ballard Farmers Market- but didn't pick anything up, knowing that our CSA box will be here in the morning. I finally met Christina of Nettletown and I'm always really happy when I come across someone who is doing something so big, yet still so lovely and down to earth. I kept walking, with the intention of thrift shopping, but my walk there ended up being much more of the focus of my afternoon. For the most part I enjoy walking everywhere, but I usually take busier and more direct routes, since I'm often walking alone at night. Today my timing was perfect, so I took side streets and zig-zagged to avoid running into too many people. It's funny to already live in such a quiet area of the city- but to still notice such a huge difference when you're in a neighborhood that isn't near any major streets. The lack of constant noise is striking.
Seattle has always sort of fascinated me in the way that nothing is ever really dead here. Even in the middle of winter- grass is still green, and you'll randomly come across a tree that has decided to go into bloom halfway through January.
It's always just enough to make me remember what I'm doing here.