Monday, November 28th, 2011, Seattle, WA
I lived in Bellingham, Washington back in the late ’80s. It was and is a gorgeous place, every piece of soil tree-covered, sitting on Bellingham Bay with the North Cascades visible in the distance. I first went there with my then-girlfriend, Val, who has lived there ever since. We had some crazy times in that town back then and my memories are almost all good ones. I’ve only been back a few times since I moved to California in 1995, but I always love it. The weather, though, with its seemingly endless drizzle, gets me down. I’ve been lucky to get some good weather most of the occasions I’ve had to visit.
I’ve got other friends here from my forest activism days in the Pacific Northwest and spent last night with a number of them, eating Thanksgiving leftovers and nibbling on ice cream with chocolate and brandied peaches (compliments of my friend Jennie from Finney Farm) to sweeten the conversation that lingered into the early morning hours. I had originally planned to get up early, do a quick report on OccupyBellingham and then dash to OccupyOlympia for a rally at the state capitol building today. Continue reading