the frig blig

We’ve received more than average snowfall in the past few days. Here’s a few photos from the hood for my friends and loved ones who are far away:

Somewhere in Washington state … the leaves are leaving.

While I wasn’t playing in the tournament or visiting my friends I pulled out my camera and snapped these photos in Portland last month. Just now transferred them from my camera and figured I’d share some with the loyal bloghood…hope u like. Here’s the gallery link: Portland

The frog’s brain managed to defeat five opponents in a row at last weekend’s Portland Go tournament held at bucolic Lewis and Clark College to take first place in the single-digit kyu division. Coming from behind to win not one but his last two rounds, this is arguably the high point of 8 kyu Brown’s go career to date. He took home a fancy solid wooden goban as prize and is still on cloud nine.

Ferns don’t just grow on trees ya know… or do they? It’s a walk in the park (discover the park and you could win big).

Sunday morning S and I went to market — the Ballard farmers’ market, that is. It couldn’t have been a prettier day, and I took this photo just for the halibut.

David Horsey’s cartoon of Palin’s Alaska record as printed in this morning’s Seattle Post-Intelligencer seems a nice summary of her political positions.

Not to be outdone, the Post-Intelligencer’s arch-rival Seattle Times printed a fascinating and enlightening in-depth investigation of Palin’s first year as mayor of Wasilla by Ken Armstrong and Hal Bernton in this morning’s edition — nice work guys.

Hanging loose at the beach in Yachats, in the zone.

Saw this hiking the Cedar Butte trail a few weeks ago. The owner kept out of sight however.

The season called spring officially kicked off nine days ago, coinciding with the vernal equinox. All that week you could see industrious Seattleites busily digging in the dirt preparing their gardens. Then yesterday afternoon, snow fell from the Seattle sky — big old clumps of flakes. It caused several fender-benders before it ended after about an hour and a half.

This is the first time I’ve seen it snow in Seattle this late in the season for the 17 years that I’ve lived here.

This afternoon I got out my bicycle, pumped up the tires and pedaled a mile-and-a-half to Stone Way hardware for a porcelain light fixture. My first bike ride of 2008 it was. While I huffed and puffed in my lined black gloves, old memories of my bicyclist past hooted at how out of shape and unbikerly I have become. Well let him hoot; it felt good to be back in the saddle again.

S was busy whipping our various garden spots into shape — the pea chair, the raspberry patch and the vegetable plot. For her spring means spring break, and she intends to be productive with it this year.