Important update: The cappuccino at Anchorhead is transformatively delicious. I stopped for this breakfast each day I was downtown for posit::conf this week.

Look at this little monster, scheming to eat my figs.

Of course the Seattle Japanese Garden has the cutest little Kei truck out front.

We checked out the exhibit of Dale Chihuli sculpture on a cloudy day this week.

Yesterday’s bike+grocery ride included a stop by the post office to send a couple of packages, and a cappuccino in the sun.

Our plums are starting to ripen: Some have already been claimed by the ants and squirrels, but we go to these ripe beauties yesterday and tried them — and wow, they’re delicious! Can’t wait for more.

Waiting on my breakfast order on a beautiful Sunday morning.

The sun is up late, and so is the high temperature we’re making our way through. Sunset is a beautiful and somewhat cooler time to get out for a walk through the neighborhood.

Biking home from the market, enjoying the still-cool still-early feel of the morning.

I reconnected with my first college roommate at the neighborhood pub the other day. Feels great to be near old friends, again, and I’m grateful that it feels so good to be in touch after a lot of years.