I remember quite a few years ago, Nate called down from upstairs -"hey Dad, there's a peacock in the tree!" I thought to myself 'no way", but when I went up and looked through his window, there it was high up in the fir tree, staring back at us.
For a long time, there were two peacocks kept as pets a block or so north of us. When Tukwila banned chickens last year, the peacocks sort of disappeared, until the other morning. I saw one of them out by my car, and when I pulled out my camera, he decided to go back home...

Being a long time Seattleite, I sort of miss the cool gray skies and drizzle, but I have to admit that the sunshine has given me more "keepers" when I'm out shooting photos - a sculpture in Coulon Park at the south end of Lake Washington:

Early morning sun shining through just now, between our garage and the house and into the back yard, sort of a negative shadow?

I remember my friend Jim Colbert being angry, and passionate about the political move to ban billboards here in WA. Art?

after a hard day at the office:

I took these photos recently in Georgetown, on the same building facade as the rat graffiti painting:

This is a post from last September:

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Same building photo in Georgetown (4Jul), and two months later (10Sep),  but a little later in the morning,after a Red paint job and with a rising sun. The only editing with the Red one was some Cropping.

Neo the cat and I go through this little ritual every morning. I bring my small tray with toast and coffee to the couch and set it down on the end table to my right. Neo looks over at my food, and after a minute or two jumps up on the back of the couch and slowly moves towards the end table. I move the tray over to my left, to the couch tray thing there. He sniffs around and looks over at my food again, and then goes back, sometimes over my lap. I very carefully move the food tray back over to my right. We will do this several times on some mornings. I took this photo just now. Neo is tired.

JR, with his hand going up and doing the antenna thing behind my head, is going to be like Grandpa Johnson was at our family dinners. When you weren't watching, Grandpa would take your baked potato or whatever and put it on his plate