Seattle is living up to its reputation for rain this December. We’re pretty snug, since we can choose when to go outside; but a hundred thousand residents of our state have been displaced.

We had an easy wildfire season though, and so had plenty of time to tinker with our bicycles and to ride them around.

In other outdoorsy news, we sold our last kayak this year, after fifteen years of boat ownership. But, through cupidity, and, later, the generosity of an old college roommate, the number of guitars in our household has tripled.  Total number of strings has increased to 24.

Completely independent of this fact, presented here is brief video evidence of a final bucket-list item: Monday Morning Blues

The year’s other accomplishment was publication of a story about our neighborhood, “Two Streets in Belltown.”

Oh . . . and a report on Seattle’s first No Kings march.  And the second one.

After years of dithering, our building now contains a new urgent care facility, on the other side of this wall, as well as the familiar sushi bar behind us.  We’re all set!  Happy Holidays!