Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
Dogwood trees are in blossom and it’s always a treat. They partially surround a house on one of the roads into town and they look spectacular. These three are in the front.
These line the driveway. A sight this beautiful is almost a public service, don’t you think?
If you’re unfamiliar with dogwoods, this is what the blossoms look like, very graceful.
Back in May a downtown Pioneer Park rejuvenation was formally unveiled. A fountain originally built in 1965 and closed down in the 1990s was renovated, restoring running water to the small park that fronts onto Sequim’s main thoroughfare, Washington Street. The original fountain was larger than what you see here, about five feet high and fully 15 feet wide. Seed money had been given by one of Sequim’s pioneer family, the Lotzgesells, in memory of a family member. Maintenance issues shut the fountain down. The latest iteration, while more modest than the original, is a nice addition to downtown and nicely landscaped by members of the Sequim Prairie Garden Club.
This is Independence Day in the United States.
I saw this outside one of our downtown lavender shops on Saturday. In the local lavender fields plants are green again and starting to show halos of all shades of purple blossoms. Our annual Lavender Festival starts on July 20th, celebrating all things lavender.
Conventional wisdom around here is that summer doesn’t start until Independence Day, July 4th. Forecasts are better for this week. We may be getting there.
Today’s first of the month theme is “Spirit,” which I take as akin to our sense of soul. So why are you looking at a photo of a place?
As with churches and cathedrals that we imbue with a sense of spirit, we can find spirit in other places as well. We can attune our minds and hearts to a place, to recognize its spirit. The spirit of a place can touch us just as our souls are touched in a religious meeting place.
The photo above is a place of spirit for me. As its beauty filled me with wonder the first time I saw it, I was equally touched by its spirit, filled with peace as it calmed my heart and spoke to my soul. Heart Lake, here, is aptly named. Its spirit lives in my heart.
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I’ve gotten very spoiled. Some mornings there is nothing better than a cappuccino to start the day and our Nespresso machine makes a good one. But we ran out of milk on Wednesday; it’s been that kind of week. The world didn’t end. But, well, it just wasn’t the same.