Morning Walk to Marine Park

On Saturday and Sunday I’d taken my walk on Bellingham’s boardwalk, and today I decided I wanted to do something different – I wanted to explore some place I hadn’t been for awhile. So I decided that today I would head down to Marine Park – I think the last time I’d been there was in the summer when I’d taken my 99 year-old dad for a drive and ended up at the park…

Dad at the park

Today I was just going to be taking myself.

I parked in my favorite place and headed down to the Coffee Junction. The Coffee Junction holds a special place in my heart. When I had the opportunity to rebuild my life seven years ago one of the things I did was to start selling my photo note cards at this little coffee shop. Granted, I never made a whole lot of money on this venture – but it was the idea of it – the idea that anything was possible, and that I was free to explore all kinds of new paths in my life – that was the important thing for me.

coffee junction

I ordered a breve from Heather and, even though I haven’t been to the Coffee Junction for, like, years maybe, when I was rooting around in my wallet I found my Coffee Junction card right away (if you could see all the flotsam and jetsam I’ve got in my wallet, you’d understand why that was such a big deal 🙂 ). When I brought out my debit card to pay for my coffee I asked Heather to put another five dollars on there to pay for the next person’s drink, too. She said she loved it when people did that for each other.

I brought my breve with me and walked on down to the park. It was quiet and peaceful down there. There was a way cool dog named Bo, catching tennis balls that his humans were throwing to him – at one point he was carrying around two tennis balls in his mouth. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before… 🙂

bo and tennis balls 3

I left the park and started back to my car. On the way I stopped off at the coffee shop to see if anyone had been the recipient of the coffee I’d paid for, and Heather came out to greet me – a big grin on her face – to tell me that a sweetheart of a person named Cora had gotten the pay-it-forward coffee. Heather said she was the perfect person for the coffee, and that made me smile.

A couple more blocks up the street and I remembered there was a little path that winds its way through the green belt, so I left the asphalt and headed for the dirt.  But as I stepped onto the trail I recollected the best part of the trail was actually the part that went back to Marine Park – and so back to the park I went.

The trail to the park passes through a dog park, and as I approached the dog park a young dog came skipping down the trail to me. I held out my hand and she came up to me to get a pet on the head. Her humans watched her in shock. They explained that their dog, Yaga, was only six months old and very shy and they’d never seen her approach a human like she’d approached me – without any hesitation or fear. That totally made my day. You know when a dog trusts you, you’re okay…

Down to the park again… and then back up through mossy woods, to my car, and home again…

ducks Canada geese birdsmossy tree 2mossy tree

What a great morning!



Feeling Christmassy in Bellingham

Christmas in Bellingham – time to don the antlers and go for a jingly horse-drawn carriage ride…

Gifts in Bellingham

I’d heard about an Eckhart Tolle book, Guardians of Being, that sounded funand decided I’d stop by Village Books in the Fairhaven district of Bellingham to see if they had it in stock. First I stopped in at Tony’s to get a mocha from one of my favorite baristas – who showed me her latest tattoo – and then I sauntered across the street to Village Books to ask about the Tolle book. The young woman there looked it up on the computer for me and saw they had it in stock as a used book. While I went downstairs to see if I could find it, the woman who’d looked it up for me called ahead and asked the woman on the bottom floor to look for me when I came down the stairs. So when I appeared downstairs there was another young woman waiting for me – “You looking for Tolle?” she asked, smiling – and then led me right to the Guardians of Being. Now THAT, my friends, is customer service!

I took my new book and my mocha and headed to the path that would take me to the boardwalk along the bay. Before I started down the ramp to the boardwalk I decided I’d sit down on a bench and read Guardians of Being right then. Why wait, right? So I made myself comfortable and started reading my new book. It was a delightful read – very sweet, and profound. The illustrations by Patrick McDonnell were fun and made me grin. I was glad I’d bought it. It’s written for children and I was able to start and finish Guardians of Being in probably ten minutes.

After I finished my new book, I started down the ramp and to the boardwalk. When I got to the boardwalk I saw a beautiful picture of dolphins and stars, leaning up against the railings of the sheltered area by the dock. I saw the name “Neal” in the corner of it, and knew it had been painted by my new friend, Neal Cronic – I’d just met Neal the week before on the boardwalk. I looked around for Neal, but didn’t see him right away. I wondered if he’d accidentally left this painting behind and began wondering how I could get it back to him. Then I heard his voice calling to me from the area above the railings. He asked me if I liked this painting, and I said I did. He said he’d give it to me for half price. I told him I’d pay full price for it, but he would hear none of it. So I rooted around in my purse to see if I could come up with the money. I wasn’t able to find as much as I was hoping – but then I remembered the book I’d just bought at the bookstore – and it came to me that I’d bought Guardians of Being for Neal – so I gave Neal the money I’d found and Tolle’s book for the painting. Neal smiled and accepted the money and the book, and we talked for a bit, then, about the opportunities and adventures Life has given us recently. I told him I’d bring him a copy of my newest book, The Brush of Angel Wings, when we next met on the boardwalk.

After my chat with Neal I continued on my walk. I glanced over to the left and saw an animal – a seal, I thought – swimming into shore. I got out my camera and zoomed in and snapped a quick photo. But after I took my picture I realized that it looked more like a dog than a seal. When I got to Boulevard Park I saw a wet dog racing after a ball – one of the fastest dogs I’ve ever seen – and I asked the dog’s human if this had been the animal swimming in the bay. He answered in the affirmative. Mystery solved.

Later, as I was heading back up the boardwalk, I saw the dog again – this time chasing after the ball and leaping into the water from Taylor’s Dock. The sheer athleticism of the pup was really impressive, and I had to make a quick video. I walked down to the dock to find out more. I learned the dog’s name is Charlie, and was given permission to post my Charlie images.

As I was walking back up the ramp a man passed me and said, “What a beautiful painting! Did you paint that?” I told him no – that Neal Cronic was the artist, and that he could often be found on the boardwalk, selling his work. The man nodded, filing away Neal’s name in his head.

I’m home now, and about to hang Neal’s picture on my wall.

It was a morning of gifts.




Before the Fireworks

Fourth of July in Bellingham (before the fireworks)…

green rocks


Days of October in Bellingham

Bellingham has gifted me with new friends and beautiful scenes this month…



Taking Care of Each Other in Bellingham

So here’s a cool thing: I went up to Bellingham for my walk today. Had a great walk – ran into a lot of friendly Pokemon hunters and other cool people.🙂 On the way out I thought I’d make a quick stop at Haggens for groceries. There was a man there, holding a sign that said “Help. Need food.” I asked him if I could buy him something in the Haggens and he said that would be great – he said he was “starving.”

So I went in and picked up some apples, a bag of chips, a lemonade drink, and a sandwich for him – and a bag for him to carry it all around in. When I got out to him he was sitting on the curb eating a sandwich that someone ELSE had bought him at Haggens – and as I was putting together the bag of food I’d bought for him, ANOTHER man came out of Haggens with a sandwich for him! He laughed and handed the hungry man his sandwich – apologized to the man for taking so long – he’d gotten “caught up” in there – and said it looked like he would have enough food to get him through the day. The hungry man thanked him profusely, and the man who’d brought him the sandwich smiled and said, “Thank YOU!”

I gave the hungry man the bag I’d put together for him and said, “Bless you!” and he replied, “God bless you! This is so wonderful! Thank you! God bless you!”

There was just so much love there – it really touched me.

When I got home I realized I’d left my purse up there somewhere. I called Haggens to see if anyone had turned it in – and of course someone had turned it in! With all my money and cards and everything still in there!

People taking care of each other. I love that.

Here are some recent photos from the Bellingham boardwalk…


Bellingham 3/25/2016


Seen in Bellingham today…