We saw a cute bird over near Pike’s Market. Me, I don’t know birds. I can distinguish crows from herons, vultures from pigeons, and that’s about it. To me, anything small and brown like this is a sparrow. If anyone wishes to correct me, go right ahead.
During lunch, we had an entertaining view.
More photos below the fold.
Here’s Jake, chowing down on a dry falafel sandwich. The kid doesn’t like tahini sauce.
We had been staying in Ballard, a Swedish neighborhood, so I’d been entertaining Jake with my godawful Swedish accent. I got him to smile by saying, “In Sveden, ve don’t have anything like dese vunderfull ji-ros.”
There were no enormous Swedes nearby, so I didn’t get the shit kicked out of me.
We bought hats:
I’m teaching him to say, “It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now, to give it the perfect ending, was a little of the Ludwig Van.” Well, the kid’s middle name is Alex.
Here is a bigger pic where I’m less bleary-eyed.
We went to the aquarium, too, and miraculously I was able to take a few decent photos of the critters. On that same page, I’ve posted the notorious Puget Sound Big-Assed Clam.
Here’s a better quality photo of Jayna, Elissa, and Stan.
Karen at dinner last night. Such a sweetie.
Jake, practicing his Vulcan single-eyebrow-raise.
I’m beat from traveling; otherwise, I’d no doubt have more to say tonight. See ya tomorrow.
D.
Loved the hats.
We did, too. I think the haberdashery (sp?) was more fun than the aquarium!
It’s not the big-ass clams you have to worry about…
And to think, some guys are content to drive Hummers.
Not just A sparrow… a MALE sparrow, by the look of it.
Oh, forgot the (fascinating?) linky:
http://www.birdresearch.dk/gb/gsparrow.htm
So how was the Jell-O wrestling?