No matter how wet and nasty the previous night was, I’ve been waking up each morning to sunlight and a world washed clean. There’s a bit of a wet green glow everywhere I drive. (Never mind that much of it might be dandelions.)
I discovered the world’s scariest parking lot in downtown Kirkland last night: not in terms of violence but just in terms of gravity. The lot is on a steep (about 40°) hill, and rather than have the cars park with noses facing toward the bottom of the hill, they have the spaces along the contour of the hill, so that the parked cars have their drivers side about two feet lower than the passenger side. I swear, I was afraid the car was going to tip over on me as I got out. Pictures soon.