I’ve been walking by this display for a couple of weeks now, and just had to go in and take the shot.
This seems an appropriate Halloween photo with the crows and the black and orange color.
Saffron, that yellow/orange spice and dye, comes from the reproductive organs of the crocus flower. It turns out that Port Townsend has an ideal climate for the flower. Barb and Nick, our neighbors, grow it as a crop. Here, Barb displays a late harvest. There are over 100 blossoms in the basket.
Nothing much to say about this. It’s a japanese maple in our back yard.
It doesn’t happen all that often, but occasionally we have to wait for the Hood Canal Bridge to open for marine traffic. It’s one of the downsides of living on an isolated peninsula. I was lucky to be stopped on the bridge. The farther back you have to wait, the longer it takes for the flow of traffic to get going. In the summer, I’ve been stopped as far back as two miles from the bridge.
I enjoy a good glass of wine but don’t have enough knowledge to pick my own, especially while watching my budget. The folks at the Wine Seller have never steered me wrong with a recommendation.
Port Townsend has a unique culture. I looked at this sign in the window of Uptown Nutrition many times and it didn’t seem odd to me until a fellow photographer pointed out the phrasing. I believe her exact words were, “Only in Port Townsend…”
A windy night stripped many of the leaves off the trees on Lawrence Street, Uptown.
These are sculls, not to be confused with skulls, which are so popular this time of year. They are very fast team rowing boats. These are stored in the new Northwest Maritime Center, in Port Townsend.
The gallery Artisans on Taylor has several of these hanging, hand-blown glass vases in front of the shop.