A stroll around the neighbourhood and I found these beautiful blooms. It’s a promise that the warmer weather will soon arrive. Although the fresh chill air is still in the wind, in the sunshine one could not help but feel bright and blossoming as if the flowers across the fence turned and smiled at me.
Making my way across the dune and down to the beach, the sea sparkled like diamonds floating on the water of cobalt blue while the cerulean sky shined above. And in the spring of the year… feel my joy where ever you are.
“… Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth sublime – with the fairy tales of science, and the longest result of time; When the century behind me like a fruitful land reposed; When I clung to all the present for the promise that it closed: When I dipped into the future far as human eye could see; Saw the vision of the world and all the wonder that would be…”
The childhood sandwich that I grew up with and never thought that it would one day become an international culinary. A “fast food” that one could consume anytime of the day. Put together with a baguette spread with paté, layers of roast pork filet arranged over with a sort of thinly sliced Vietnamese ham called “Cha Lua”, topped with slightly pickled carrot, cucumber, coriander, scallion and fresh chilli. Splashed with some light soy sauce and voilà a delicious sandwich!
I was delighted to find Banh Mi was in the menu on one of my flights, served by Neil Perry cuisine for Qantas. 😊
Today there was a real spring weather feeling that I took the beach with my picnic. Wish you all were here. Bon appétit!
“… And I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense of sublime. Of something far more deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of the setting sun. And round the ocean and the living air, and the blue sky, and in the mind of man: A motion and a spirit that impels all thinking things, all objects of all thought, and rolls through all things…”
“…By the seashore lie wild sweet peas, pink, blue and purple weaved like Irish lace, the sweetest bloom of the day. Though I have no poet’s conviction but only colours wash on paper. Hoping to capture a few moments of your dreams in the sunshine. For a new day is dawning and here is with love just for you…”
“… I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does… I wonder how the road beyond it goes – what there is of green glory and soft, chequered light and shadows – what new landscapes – what new beauties – what curves and hills and valleys further on.”
It is toward the end of my month-long journey as I am re-packing my suitcase to return to Australia. I have had a wonderful time bonding with all four grandchildren from London to Seattle plus a quick first time visit to Ireland where beauty of the country even so little that I have seen left me speechless!
I will miss my family as I missed each and every one of them after each time I’ve been with them. I still have a life of my own to live and to enjoy however long or short it will be and I know ‘he’ would not want me to be miserable, as I know there is still so much for me to explore and discover. See you on my next adventure.
Coming from Melbourne, Australia I think we have the best coffee! I might have been wrong but with all my travels almost yearly since 2009 I have not had a good cup of coffee anywhere except in Melbourne, and a café here in Fremont. Thank goodness my daughter chose “quirky” Fremont to live while in Seattle.
My grandchildren walked with me down some very steep hills to the main Fremont shopping area on 36th Street, it took fifteen minutes and where I could have a cuppa at my favourite café and a bit of a wander before climbing up the hill heading home again. After a good cup of coffee, I could climb mountains even if it took half an hour for me to walk back a couple of steep hills. At half of the way the grandchildren were tactfully found a shady spot under a tree suggested a rest, which pleased grandma no end.
And since it’s Friday, I enjoyed a family’s traditional dinner with delicious homemade pizza created by my daughter. The salad was made with Tomatillo, a type of green tomato that we don’t have in Australia, or that I have not seen in Melbourne, it happened to be another of my favourite fruit and which I could enjoy while in Seattle. And to top up my pizza with fresh “hot” cherry pepper, it was perfect!
I have been to Seattle many times before, the first few visits were with my beloved husband when we could share all our joy together. Since he died, Seattle with my daughter, my grandchildren and their home have always been a safe and peaceful place for me to seek certain respite as well as being able to hug my grandchildren, sharing their love, enough to send me back home rejuvenated for another year.
A 2.5 acres of landscaped garden with hundreds varieties of roses that suitable for Seattle climate, and being a pesticide-free garden, the gorillas of the nearby zoo can enjoy the gourmet treats of the spent flowers.
This beautiful rose garden is within ten minutes walk from where I stayed. It is not only a sanctuary for the birds and the bees but it is a great place for me just to sit and contemplate, letting each breathing to exhale and inhale the perfume fragrance of the roses, a perfect place for daydreaming!
“All things uncomely and broken, all thing worn out and old – The cry of a child by the road way, the creak of a lumbering cart – The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould – Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deep of my heart.
The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told – I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart – With the earth, the sky and the water, re-made like a casket of gold – For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deep of my heart” W.B.Yeats
It’s a lovely suburb just north of the Aurora Bridge. This is my fourth visit to Seattle and Fremont is like an old friend where I feel very comfortable wandering around many up hills and down dales streets. And I am never tired of looking out to a vista of mountain ranges on the far horizon, sometimes catching a faint view of the snow-capped Mt Rainier, which is always an awesome feeling!
At the local grocery, as always staff and manager are so helpful to help me finding the right stuff for my cooking, which for today I plan to make my version of fish cakes, simple and easy. My way of cooking is that I am not fuss for complicated recipes. As long as the ingredients are fresh and wholesome then I am happy. The less time spent in the kitchen is the better.
My simple fish cakes that I made for my English family over a couple of weeks ago in Haslemere were a success so I hope my Seattle family will enjoy them as well. Though I can never guarantee they will taste the same since I’ve never follow any recipe but use what ever is available.