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Pikes Market is known for it’s street musicians, buskers as they call them. Some are good and some need more practice. One of the better musicians is Jonny Hahn. He has been a fixture on the market since 1986. He rolls around his three-quarter-size, 64-key piano, playing 5 days a week on his street corner. He is now on his third piano, wearing out one of them and having one stolen. He plays in any weather, he just pulls out an umbrella. He also has recorded 11 CDs.
I discovered this couple leaning against each other and watching the sun set while I was hanging around Pikes Market in Seattle a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday I was enjoying the sunshine and 87 degree temperatures while visiting my parents. I flew back to Colorado this morning where it is cloudy and 34 degrees with the possibility of 3-5 inches of snow by morning.
I walked to the top of one of the cruise ship buildings where people could look out over the Sound towards Bainbridge Island. I noticed this young lady as she stared out over the Sound, seemingly lost in her thoughts. I quickly took two images and then moved on to leave her with her solitude.
I had taken the ferry boat earlier in the day over to Bainbridge Island. The gentle movement of the ferry through the water felt soothing to me. Totally different than an aircraft. I walked around the ferry on the upper deck looking out across the Sound while a light mist fell. I found this young lady avoiding the elements and reading her book. After the 35 minute ride I walked through the small town. It really is small so I immediately fell in love with. I meandered through a small bookstore then stopped in for a hot chocolate and scone at the Blackbird Bakery. It was another good day!
Last week I spent a couple of days in Seattle, flying up on Wednesday and coming back on Friday afternoon. I took one small backpack with spare shirt, shorts, socks, toothbrush and just the G12. I stayed at the Green Tortoise Hostel which is located at the corner of Pike and First Street. It is literally across the street from Pikes Market Place. First of all the hostel was great. I stayed in a room with four beds with only three of them occupied. Andrew was from England and Bosco was from Miami. The hostel provided breakfast each morning: eggs, pancakes and toast. The only stipulation required you to make your own breakfast and then cleanup after yourself. On Tuesdays from 1:00-5:00 pm they offered the Dead Guy tour where they load you up in the hostel van for a tour of Seattle. Along the way they take you to the graves of Jimmy Hendrix, Bruce Lee, and Brandon Lee. I passed on that. They offered free dinner on Tuesday and Thursday. So, I did indulge in the taco dinner on Thursday.
“The journey inward calls for the disciplines of solitude, silence, prayer, meditation, contemplation, and attentiveness to the movements of the our heart.” Henri Nouwen
I wonder: Is it a mother and daughter or friends.
A good hat will protect us from the heat of the sun and therefore keep us cooler. A good hat will also make a cool subject for an image.