Downtown Sequim – Page 34 – Sequim Daily Photo

Any day now

A new restaurant, Sequim Seafood and Smokehouse, is readying for business. It’s on West Washington, where Arby’s used to be, just west of the RiteAide.

New signs went up last Wednesday and I was told that they should open for business sometime this week.

Wanted

So, what would you want if you could fill in the blank?

Sandy’s Kitchen Shop is located in the same mall as the Sequim Police Department, which I showed you yesterday. I have a weakness for glass and this display in the window was irresistible. But, in truth, Sandy’s in generally irresistible for all things kitchen.

Sandy’s has a great array of all things kitchen, from small appliances like coffee makers to special embellishments for baking. I’ve not shown the nuts and bolts of pots and pans, measuring cups, and tableware. It’s a well chosen selection.

I worried when I moved to Sequim where I might find the things to round out the kitchen. Sandy’s has never failed me.

Sequim Police Department

Here is the Sequim Police Department. It’s located in the corner of a mall on Washington Street. Unpretentious and pretty unassuming, in my opinion. That works for me.

My kind of grafitti, 2 of 2

Yarn bombing is a seemingly spontaneous art movement that’s popped up around the world. But to look at some of the work that’s now on display in Sequim, it seems like lots of people kept themselves busy all winter.

I can imagine conversations: “Now that looks interesting. What are you working on?” “Oh, just a little something for a chilly looking bike rack.”

The daffodil at top was in one of the “flower beds” on the plaza where this was taken.

I had a hard time deciding which photos to post. There were wrapped and garlanded trees, other decorated benches, and a snake draped over a street sign. It’s a unique and cheerful sight. Thank you, Fiber Arts Bombadiers!

My kind of grafitti, 1 of 2

Yesterday was International Yarn Bombing Day and Sequim became a target. Fiber artists – knitters, felters, weavers, crocheters – from the North Olympic Peninsula adorned our streets with random color and whimsy.