A couple of years ago around this time, I started a project called my Year of Trees. I took a picture of the same street every week for a year, noting the changes to the trees that line that road. I really enjoyed it and a number of my readers did too, so I decided to reprise it. But I wanted to focus on a different area. So I decided to go to Marymoor Park, a large park in the area with a number of vantage points. I found two that struck me–so each week (unless I’m sick or other major factors intervene) I will be posting pictures of those two places, taken from the same vantage point. I invite you to come along on my year-long journey with me.
Week 18: We’re a little over a week before my birthday and it’s a blustery, rainy day. The wind’s whipping and the rain is pouring and it’s delightfully winter for here. The frozen cold snap ended yesterday, but it starts up again tomorrow. Tonight will be above freezing (second night in a row) but then it dips down again. We’re actually getting winter this year and I love that because the turn of the seasons then feels special. As I come up on the turn of my personal year, I watch the wind blow the trees and how they bend and flex…and I keep thinking how flexibility keeps them from breaking off–and how we have to be flexible, too, in order to keep from breaking under stress.