truly, i am inspired and amazed that there are little neighborhoods in both Seattle and Portland that have disctinct feels and thoughtful layouts that invite you in. from a food cart food court that backs right up to stringed lights and a beer garden to a store entirely dedicated to lightbulbs or socks (no lie), to a store (pictured below) that sells salts, chocalote, wine, and flowers, to a open kitchen that is filled with female chefs, to an ice cream shop committed to homeade ice cream sandwhiches. i really love it. i hope it never gets old to me.
i confess as we drove back to Seattle tonight, i felt like i was driving to my house, and not quite home, but it felt good, and as the city broke out in view, i felt a twinge of gladness that this was our spot. thank you Jesus. I also confess that as i walked in it set in that a new week begins and after the rawness of last week, i am a little afraid and i will beg God tomorrow for new strength, new ideas and new friends.
hope you all had a nice long holiday weekend and soaked up some good vitamin D.