Bellingham, WA May 5th, 2011.
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| Mt. Baker, Washington |
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| Bellingham Farmer's Market |
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Three days of refreshing cool bay and sea air. Hearing the "real" seagulls squawk, seeing people of many colors and lifestyles smiling, using bicycle's, boats, trains, electric cars and good 'ol hiking to get around. Wonder at the fresh produce in abundance, honey bees that aren't scared away with killer pesticides, fish that tastes just caught from the ocean and not the freezer. Enjoying restaurants who's employee's are like family and serve you with a cozy kindness bringing food to your table just cooked to perfect timing of your order; even keeping the thick wedges of nutty-bananna toast still hot. ♨
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| Downtown Bellingham Farmer's Market |
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Coffee shops that have one name and if there is another cafe to drink espresso it is just as "joe" as the others. Neighborhoods where folks wave at one another, proud to find new things to recycle and wearing zip-up sweaters and felted hats is cooler than sporting expensive 'Patagonia' make-believe mountain-climber -25 degree gear.
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Oh! Rain... Yes. Beloved and accepted. Bellingham is a place where you don't shy away from playing outside, picnicking, Barbecuing, shopping, going to school or work just because it's raining. Green, blue and white from the bay waters to the forests up to the beautiful white-capped Mt. Baker looming overhead fill your senses with the color of life lived in layers. Gladly sharing the border with the neighbors of Canada and no barbed-wire fences to threaten the peaceful relationship preserved for generations.
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Why... I think I'll move there ☝





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