Port Townsend lies in the NE corner of Washington’s Olympic Peninsula.
Due to summer construction on US I5 and limited service on Washington State Ferries, let us help you choose the most efficient route and service.
Reservations are not possible on either the Seattle-Bainbridge nor the Kingston-Edmonds routes which cross Puget Sound from the Seattle area. And both routes are using smaller ferries than usual. As of June 28, the Kingston-Edmonds ferry will accommodate only 14 cars. Of the 18 ferries in the system, 15 in service and 3 are being repaired. Staffing problems include attrition with the pandemic and insufficient time to train and licensing crew. The engine rooms are short 37 people!
While reservations are possible on the Coupeville-Port Townsend route, they will be hard to get. This summer a single ferry is serving this route, rather than the usual two.
Do you really need to put your car on a boat? If you’ve got a boat on you car, fine, or are pulling a camper, fine. Otherwise consider walking on the ferry and using public transportation. Port Townsend is compact. Walking in town or on the beach is pleasant and affords sweeping views. Traffic is heavy in the summer and parking can be difficult.
From Seattle International (SeaTac) by airport bus, shuttle or transit (light rail-ferry-bus)
The Seattle airport, Amtrak station are all served by transit, scheduled buses, shuttles, and taxis.
The Dungeness Line. The Dungeness Line provides direct links from SeaTac airport, the Seattle Bus Station, and Amtrak’s King Station. Unfortunately this COVID-19-related Service Alert shows a service cut. The usual schedule of two trips in each direction seven days a week is currently accurate only for Mondays, Thursdays, and Fridays. Operated by Greyhound, the Dungeness Line brings you to the edge of Port Townsend. You disembark at the Four Corners Transit Station and call Peninsula Taxi at (360) 385-1822 or (360) 385-1872. If before 8pm on a weekday, you can probably take a free Jefferson Transit bus into Port Townsend.
Clallam Transit’s 123 Straight Shot This route connects the Bainbridge Island ferry terminal opposite Seattle with the City of Port Angeles on the Olympic Peninsula. Get off at Discovery Bay and call Peninsula Taxi at (360) 385-1822 or take Jefferson Transit bus #8 from Sequim if one is available.
In planning your route, consider I5 construction between Seattle and Tacoma and the fact that ferries from Seattle are costly and don’t take reservations.
If coming from SeaTac International Airport ,take the Tacoma Narrows to cross Puget Sound and the Route 104 Floating Bridge to cross Hood Canal
If driving north from Oregon or California on US I5, turn onto US 101 at Olympia. This route up the west coast of Hood Canal along the Olympic National Park and Forest is beautiful. Driving time from Portland is about 4 hours. Be aware that small towns earn revenue with speeding tickets.
If you are coming via the Seattle – Tacoma area consider using the the Tacoma Narrows Bridge to avoid long waits for the Seattle-Bainbrdge or Kingston-Edmonds ferries.
If you’re driving south via Vancouver BC, Bellingham WA and Anacortes WA, you can make a reservation on the Coupeville – Port Townsend ferry here. Consider leaving your car parked in the free lot not far from the ferry.
If you’re coming from Canada, the border remains closed to those not carrying US passports. And there’s no Coho Ferry service from the Olympic Peninsula to lovely Victoria on Vancouver Island just across the water. It’s so sad to be separated from our nearest large city
The nation set single-day records on Wednesday for reported deaths, with more than 3,600, and for newly reported cases, more than 245,000. The previous case record was set last Friday, when more than 236,800 new infections were announced, not including tens of thousands of significantly older cases reported that day.
December 16 – Universal Values
Maryn Boess’ daily goodie was on universal values, something you state at the top of your “change map.” To find your organization’s North Star, start by answering questions like this.
Every child deserves….. No one should ever… As a society it’s our responsibility to… In an ideal world…..
December 15 – Vision Bridging
Maryn’s glass is full – always – and so is her plate. She’s a shot in the arm. Today she talked about building Vision Bridges.
Singapore is comfortable talking about toilets. My Singaporean friend, Jack Sim, founded the World Toilet Organization there. The WTO launched World Toilet Day. The Singaporean UN Delegation put WTD on the official UN calendar. Back in the bad old days, you could get fined for not flushing a public toilet; sustained behavior change resulted. Now a Singapore ad agency is touching hearts by reviving the love of reading on the toilet. And they have so many public toilets you probably could get away with it.
New routine now that it’s too cold for yoga on the grass and too scary for Body Pump, even if the gym opens. Missy and I are hiking in the Eastern Olympics on Wednesdays. We started with Mt. Townsend. Now fitting in lower peaks before the snow. Next week Mt. Elinor. After that the rivers: Duckabush, Dosewallips, Hama Hama, Dungeness and the now-free-and-wild Elwha.
October 20 – From WBUR to KCAW via WBEZ and KUT
Me too! The radio stream equivalent of great coffee table books as proxies for tiring trips. The quote below answers the daily NYT request Let us know how you’re dealing with the pandemic.
“While I can’t travel now I’ve been livestreaming radio stations from places I’ve enjoyed visiting. The lilting accents of announcers on an Irish classical music station transport me to the craggy cliffs we walked on a family genealogy trip. The surf report from a San Diego station recalls time spent spotting gray whales from the coast there. I’m safely home, but miles away.”
— Kathleen J. Corbalis, Galloway, N.J.
Herd immunity declaration and counter declaration.
John Snow Memo This is a grassroots initiative with no outside funding by and for scientists alarmed at the highjacking of science. Named after the world’s first great epidemiologist. Have they forgotten he died in poverty, his work at the water pump and with people dying of cholera unacknowledged in his lifetime.
Biden’s Covid Response Plan Draws from FDR’s New Deal Mr. Biden has staked his campaign on a more muscular federal role in fighting the coronavirus pandemic. But some of his big government proposals may be difficult to put into effect. With infection rates ticking back up in much of the country as the weather cools and social distancing becomes tougher, addressing the public health crisis could reach new levels of urgency by Inauguration Day. If current trends hold, as many as 400,000 Americans may have died from Covid-19 by then, recent projections show.
October 19 – Descent into Nuttiness
I’m afraid that Charles Blow is responsible for some of Jack’s optimism. Gotta say I’m unnerved by the conviction that change is coming.
I strongly support efforts to increase the number and size of outdoor gathering places, though not primarily for consumer activities. We need places where we can safely engage as citizens for civic events, face-to-face teacher family conferences, brief stand up meetings, and appropriate communal activities such as TaiChi, big board chess, or competitions among boat builders or robotics teams. As the US Constitution guarantees “the right of the people peaceably to assemble,” it seems appropriate for the City of Port Townsend to provide such amenities, with or without Main Street collaboration.
In early summer, I discovered that well-managed outdoor venues had protected school children and their teachers from TB and the flu before World War I. The kids got though winters in the Northeast with special sleeping bags, woolen watch caps and layers of sweaters. I also learned that those clanking, century-old, steam radiators in New York apartments were designed to bring a bit of warmth when the windows are open.
So I looked around for outdoor spaces with protection from the rain. The bandstand at Chetzemoka Park can accommodate a COVID-19 Stage 2 party of five. Union Wharf can accommodate a Stage 3 party of ten. Chimacum School has a covered area large enough for bike classes. While most park picnic shelters – Kah Tai, North Beach, Tri Area – are tiny, H.J Carroll Park is well endowed.
How about putting our heads together to consider alternatives to a walled, heated tent, for which we’d still need to ensure adequate ventilation? Perhaps purchase the functional modular structures used in humanitarian crises and stockpile them for emergency use post-CSZ event or worsening houselessness? Cover existing courtyards with transparent corrugated plastic on wooden frames or canvas panels on cables? Call on local carpenters and boatbuilders to recycle materials on hand into temporary shelters? Enlist our sailmakers and riggers to design fabric structures that could be furled when the winter winds are just too strong?
Can we get greater shared bang for the CARES bucks by exploring options? Even in winter, outdoors remains a welcome alternative to inside or online. As the Swedes remind us: There is no such thing bad weather, only bad clothes.
Carol McCreary, 650 Hudson Place, Port Townsend
October 4 – #ProudBoys
Will any other moment of the month prove as charmingly unforgettable as the takeover of the #proudboys hashtag? Loving photos of elderly couples kissing. Urban gays dancing in the street in bikinis and high heals. It took a while for the gun-toting, “Christian”, hetro-cis, white Proud Boys to catch on so it was all mixed up in the initial hours.
Late today, the Proud Boys tried out #Leathermen as an alternative. You can get where that went.
Thousands of gulls gather on our beach on July evenings, after their daylong flying ruckus over the roofs of downtown Port Townsend.
Deer relax on lawns, in the space between the sidewalk and street, on shoulders of roads.
A pair of crows swing on the loveseat on our neighbors’ lawn.
Campers from North Carolina come in a van stickered all over, like the leather valise of a well-heeled traveller back from a mid-century Grand Tour.
The Cicmahan Trail gives the history of the S’Kallam Tribe whose forebears summered here to fish, crab and clam. The Point Hudson portion of the 12-mile trail has two station; Jack and I are responsible for wiping off the bird shit.
Summer plantings – One silver lining of the pandemic
The garden is wild. Since we couldn’t go to Alaska this is our first year growing food – lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, basil, parsley, chard, and kale.
A bouquet of lettuces with a tendril of cucumber and sprig of dogwood.
A diverse and eager crowd of volunteer pansies take over every square inch of unplanted space.
This first time bloom springs from a clump of early spring iris, bulbs discarded from someone else’s garden and planted by Monica three years ago.
A lovely huchera blooms in a large pot on the front step.
The chair under the birch trees is where I sometimes join Zoom meetings.
South Sound Cruise
From our mooring buoy off Blake Island, we enjoy the sunrise over Seattle and the Cascades.
We drop at anchor in Gig Harbor to wait for slack at Tacoma Narrows and see this gondolier poll his passengers past us!
The Narrows Bridge was widened by adding a west bound lane and making the older structure eastbound.
The rusty reds of an old boat house and a fine Madrone glow in the sunset on Filuchy Bay on Kitsap County’s Key Peninsula.
During dinner on deck we observe a spectacular display of species interaction – a battalion of seagulls harassing a group of harbor seals, trying to snatch fish from their mouths. After hearing the commotion at the mouth of Filuchy Bay, we watch three frustrated seals pass our stern and another seven the bow.
One of our favorite South Sound destinations is tiny Jarrell Cove on Harstine Island.
Much of the Puget Sound shoreline is steep bluff, which erodes into new beach. To get an idea of scale, note man on left standing on the hypotenuse of a triangle of green. He shouldn’t have been there, I worry about him and almost call 911 before figuring out the contours were not right for suicide.
This would have been the date of our Gospel Choir performance at the Acoustic Blues Festival. For how many years has an amazing succession of musicians have helped fill the gaps in my education about Black American history? Many. At the beginning of the Festival Manager Mary Hilts, a white Port Townsend resident, sent this message along with participants’ quotes and video links I’ll be coming back to for a long time.
Dearest participants of Port Townsend Acoustic Blues (this and last year) –
This morning after deep soaking the garden, I should be loading bins of art, instruments, string lights, tablecloths, lamps, pens, tea, coffee, vases and flowers into my car and rolling the two miles out to Fort Worden. After a quick stop at the Centrum office to meet van drivers who would head to SeaTac to pick up faculty artists, I’d be heading over to the front desk to pick up keys. Then I’d back my car up to the back porch of 204 and meet the crew and décor lead Kat to unload the bins so she, the crew and our work-traders could make the place look like home again. After meeting Helen and Tracy with her stunning new oil paintings to hang up south, I’d leave 204 in trusted hands and roll back over to the office to meet Alanna and finalize packets, drop keys inside, and track all incoming flights making sure there were no delays. After we’d heard from van drivers that all faculty had been picked up, we’d have let KC our back-up transporter-in-wait, know she could head over. And then finally, YOU would all arrive – and Alanna and I would have exhaled a deep sigh of relief and thrown our arms around each of you, welcoming you home again. You’d settle in, maybe head down to the beach for a minute to take in the salt air, then we’d all gather in the dining hall and share our first meal together. After that we’d gather in the Wheeler Theater and talk about the week ahead, and finally we’d gather in the halls of 204 and the lounges of 203, and play music until we fell asleep on our instruments.
But this is 2020 – the year Covid-19 shook us to our core and 2020 – the year Amy Cooper woke us to the tool of blatant racism, and the year we watched George Floyd take his last breath under the knee of racist indifference. 2020 is the year after so very many years, that we finally and collectively said – enough brutality on Black people.
So here we are, check-in day for our beloved blues week. I could have put together something online to satiate our hunger for gathering. But blues is Black music and I have not been able to wrap my head around the idea of calling our beloved musician friends to ask them to sing some songs for us during a time when the ugliest of racisms is busting out across the nation, threatening protest marchers for Black Lives Matter. It is a time when the word lynching has made the headlines again, several times.
I needed to pause. This is not a time for business as usual, or even business as adjusted to Covid-19. Since the cultural shift took hold, I’ve been reading online and finishing some of the books I ordered from Mark Puryear’s suggested reading list after last year’s Deep Story sessions. I’ve ordered more books. I joined several weekly meet-ups to talk about systemic racism and how to take advantage of this cultural shift of consciousness and support the movement in ways that make real changes. I am part of our new board and staff Diversity, Equity and Inclusion committee at Centrum. We are researching professional DEI Training for our entire staff and board, something we have talked about for a long time, a time that has finally come. As an arts and cultural organization, we are committed to deeply understanding the systemic roots of racism so that we may dismantle them and be better, more welcoming stewards for all of the people who walk through our doors. As an educational organization, we have a responsibility to honor the histories within the music and arts we present. In addition to offering classes in the tunings, techniques and styles of the great blues musicians at blues week, we include offerings about blues history – a history created under the oppressive pressure of racism. Last year we launched the Deep Story project, birthed after a year of conversations I had about racism with videographer Jamaine Campbell. I asked Mark Puryear if he could put together a program based on racism in blues and he agreed. We included a panel made up of our esteemed faculty who shared personal stories of racism in their lives while Jamaine moderated the discussion. We looked forward to continuing these sessions this year.
Anti-racism work has taken a front seat right now as we are so far behind in our awareness and it is so essential to make our programs truly welcoming to all. Covid-19 has actually made time for this work possible because of how it has stopped or stretched time.
Blues music is the driver of the Port Townsend Acoustic Blues program and sharing passion for this music that brings us together in such a spiritually uplifting way will only be made deeper with deeper understanding. Jontavious Willis and I have talked recently about collecting some things to offer you. He has been busy with an exciting project we’ll be telling you more about soon and how it relates to PT Acoustic Blues week. And we have some things up our sleeves we hope to share with you online later this year. When they are finalized, you will be the first to know!
In the meantime, as musicians who love the blues, I encourage us all to build a deeper understanding of systemic racism and how its micro-aggressions keep us from connecting with each other on a deeper level. I’ll leave you with a few quotes from last year’s Deep Story sessions. Below that, links to a few videos that help us work toward understanding how systemic racism weaves into our culture, how we got here and how it still plays out. And finally, two documents, one – the list of recommended reading Mark Puryear shared last year, and one with anti-racist resources that Joe Seamons shared in his and Tina’s video below.
I am learning – I don’t pretend to know how to lead even myself on this journey, but I am fully committed to anti-racism and making all of us feel welcome. I so look forward to gathering with you again, sharing songs and celebrating in an environment of diversity, equality, and inclusion.
With all my heart, I wish you well.
“In addition to celebrating blues, we want to investigate its story with our critical thinking skills, to look at racism and racial inequity through the lens of the blues, at what we call structural racism” – Mark Puryear
“The blues was a struggle” – Sharde’ Thomas
“Blues is what kept people from going insane on the weekend” – Sunpie
“They couldn’t talk about it so they sang” – Jontavious Willis
“Blues is the music of survival” – Guy Davis
“The music is a small portion of what the blues is, it is a lifestyle, not just a pastime” – Jontavious Willis
“Your spirit is the great equalizer, its’ about sharing your spirit” – Sunpie
The PHLUSH Board meeting today is pleasant and productive. The notes I take show the group hitting one consensus after another. I have new enthusiasm for my remaining months supporting the Board with program management.
Monday, August 3 – Tracking aerosols
An highly instructive video from Vox science reporters on how COVID has spread. There’s an animation of what happened in that Wuhan restroom. Shows what impeccable contract tracing can teach us!
Tuesday, August 4 – Does Fauci ever get tired?
Weary, for sure, but not tired. (He jogs every day.) Here the editor of JAMA interviews the indomitable Fauci. The watershed in the droplet-aerosolization controversy is discussed.
Wednesday, August 5 – No rest in restroom!
I update the resource list Restroom Modification and Redesign for COVID-19. By dating ever new entry, I see how much we thought we knew in the beginning that has proven inconsequential. Like fear of surfaces and compulsive cleaning. SARS-CoV-2 hangs in the air we inhale, damnit! Never take off your mask in a restroom and get out as soon as possible!
Thursday, August 6 – My red bench
Sat on the red bench watching the tide build a wrack line of huge mounds of late summer seaweed. Wonderful to catch up on month’s of Helene’s news.
An account by Jessica Plumb in today’s Rainshadow Journal captures the wonder and complexity of the costal ecology of the PNW. Like her film Return of the River, it’s a deep look at the Elwha, particularly developments in the last couple of years. Good pictures of the split Glines Dam. Karl, Nancy and I explored the area below the dam the day before it was removed.
One more for my reading-while-cruising-the-Sound-with-Internet list. A lengthy (25 min read) and fascinating account of Heiltsuk basic rights and food culture. Of Roe, Rights, and Reconciliation.
Saturday, August 8 – What went wrong?
I’m trying to get through theNYT series Behind the Curve. Investigations into COVID-19 management and public health failures are helping me see how we got it so wrong. Today it’s an inquiry into how so many were left to die in Belguim’s nursing homes. I push on and read ones I missed.
How the world missed COVID-19’s silent spread. Symptomless transmission makes the coronavirus far harder to fight. But health officials dismissed the risk for months, pushing misleading and contradictory claims in the face of mounting evidence.
Friday, August 13 – Is auspicious day shaping the whole summer?
California reports more than 10,808 fatalities as the COVID-19 death toll in Texas rises to 10,000. Congressman Filemon B. Vela Jr whose district lies along the Texas Southern border ” said that in late June, he did not know anyone who had the virus. Now, he said, he knows hundreds. ‘In one day, I had four people who I knew die’”
Now that the US has recorded more than 166,000 deaths from the virus – more than any other country. People are starting to compare now with the Spanish Flu Pandemic of 1918, especially since recent months have seen so many “extra deaths not accounted for.”
According to a Times analysis, the total number of U.S. residents who have died since March is now more than 200,000 higher than it would be in a normal year. These excess deaths suggest that the official death count may be a substantial undercount, failing to count some people who die from Covid-19 as well as those who die from secondary causes that are also linked to the pandemic.
Mysterious outbreaks in Aukland New Zealand, Melbourne Australia and DaNang Vietnam.
Monday, August 17 – Michelle Obama speaks her mind
Here’s the transcript of , While anchored off Stuart Island in the San Juans, we watched Michelle Obama addressing the Democratic National Convention. Here’s the transcript along with a short video clip from this unforgettable speech.
Monday, August 24 – I meet Mercedes Barcha in death
Mercedes Barcha, wife of Gabriel Garcia Marquez has died at age 87. A beautiful obit.
There is something to be said for putting on the costume of work: for that slight bit of discomfort that can keep you alert, that tailoring of the mind.
When I was a freelancer and worked at home by choice, I made sure to dress and put on shoes each morning before I sat down at my desk — as a signal from body to brain that it was work time.
We all have rituals that serve as psychological cues; we don not just different clothes, but with them, different versions of ourselves.
And so these days, I have found myself staring nostalgically at my old jackets — the ones that sharpened my shoulders just enough to convince me I could batter down whatever barricade life might throw at me, or wrestle an idea or assignment into shape.
There is a reason the suit has survived as long as it has: as Anne Hollander, an art and dress historian, wrote in her 1994 book, “Sex and Suits, it both idealizes and abstracts the body — smoothing it into a modern simulacrum of Greek statuary and making us all feel garbed in a version of our best selves (the kind that can project across even the most cavernous conference room).
And yet, those broad shoulders may read well in a meeting room or podium, but on a small screen they just look desperate, as if you are trying to hard to dominate — the living room? (Well, that, or auditioning to be an anchor/talk show host.)
We still know almost nothing about SARS-Cov-2 and its infective pathways. Following the science has been exhausting. So much WHO stuff questioned. Social distancing at 2 m. or 6 ft ? That is based on studies WHO did in the 1930.
One of the silver linings of COVID-19 is free access to the most important news agencies commenting on COVID-19.
This is our first June in the PNW of the lower 48. Tomorrow is solstice. Calling me.
June 10 – Bucking my sense of normal Nature.
What is that confab out on the spit? Something is going on pretty far out on the spit. River otters frolicking? I grab the binocs and look out through the 5:30 am light. It’s three bucks with pretty well branched racks. What can they possibly be doing there? As good a place as any for a morning stroll. I have to be in the mood as the rocks are uncomfortable under foot. Probably easier for deer. But there’s nothing for them to eat, is there? Do they munch seaweed?
Thursday, June 11 – Adding day to date.
I’m adding the day to the date. People joke about not knowing which day it is. I don’t mix as much now and most Zoom meetings have failed to fall into a pattern. Exceptions are the County Commission with Dr. Locke, City Council etc. Trying for weekends different and special. Thursday is the day you figure out where you are and make that Friday list.
Friday, June 12 – A glut of mixed messages
I keep rolling mists at myself. Mostly as I forget something obvious in a program I’m using. But also out of respect for a writer who hits the nail on the head. At least once. It’s not easy to write about this time. Fris Ahmed is digging in and makes sense.
(And my intentions, my meaning of the above now escapes me entirely. I should be writing about so much happening on the streets, blacks getting killed with such regularity, new voices and ways of looking at things. And income inequality. But I’m overwhelmed. I wish I could spend my day reading Hakai Magazine.)
Every day I feel more and more like a stupid, ugly American. Who me? Yes, you.
Saturday, June 13 – Farmers Market in the Rain
Make that times 3. Not so nice for regular shoppers but pretty shitty for folks who spend Friday nights harvesting, washing, bundling or bagging or crating, and carrying it to the truck. So you can drive to town in the early am, put up your tented stand, and set out the goods. While wondering if wifi is going to hold up do your Square can take my credit card.
Until the Great Pan (demic) joined us, \vendors only took cash or wooden coins, Credit cards are their new third option. It’s a touchess credit card transaction on a handy device at a cost that is no longer burdensome. Still I like waiting in line at the Jefferson County Farmers Markets booth to say hello to Amy and Amanda and buy some wooden tokens with my credit cards so can my week’s produce, eggs and cheese. In the same line are people picking up double allotment tickets.
Yes, the traditional markets do a good job.The Jefferson County Farmers Market is with it and entrepreneurial.
Sunday, June 14 – A Sunday Sunday
We can all enjoy this summer safely but we need to protect our Province by continuing to show kindness, compassion and respect. What you do today makes a difference today and it makes a difference tomorrow. So let’s please continue to be kind, to be calm and to be safe.
Dr. Bonnie Henry, Provincial Health Officer for British Columbia.
Monday, June 15 – Rain!
SCOTUS accords GLBTQ+ folks their rights under the Civil Right Act of 1964. After 57 tears, Gorsuch writes the majority opinion. 6-3.
Tuesday, June 16 – SARS-CoV-2 hits my desk
I struggle over this article and the documents it leads me to. LINK Peer reviewed? I don’t think so.
Download RBG from the Rose Theatre. I have five days to finish it. Relaxing behind a screen not my idea of fun. Need the black box of the wonderful Rose.
Wednesday, June 17 – News
News (out there) Trump’s Barr trying to stop John Bolton’s already printed and half-reviewed 500 page book.
News (right here) Tracking stuff on iNaturalist. Watching Bonnie Henry. Making posters for the back fence..
Thursday, June 18 – Fluid dynamics and Toilet Plumes
Slogging away on the science informing the toilet rules. The article form Tuesday gets quoted over and over and over. Suddenly everybody is talking fluid dynamics and toilet plumes.
Juneteenth – Mostly white PT is woking up
Black Lives Matter mural from the door of the American Legion past city hall. For the rally there are people from the kids jungle gym in Pope Marine Park all the way Quincy Street. More lining the dock. Some even in boats. Organizers are all BIPON and they’ve pulled this off in four days! Every since showing up at Monday evening City Council meeting and surprising everybody. A remarkable display of democracy and mobilization all around. A proud moment. And everybody wearing masks.
Tomorrow is solstice. From whence the nights get longer and the days shorter. Feel robbed after the abundance of Alaskan summer slight. Northbound other years, spring all the way. The trees get taller and taller. Ravens supplant crows. Coming back home southbound along the Inside Passage, the length of the day drops precipitously.
Can I handle it the intensity of the reversal? The sun now rises at the north of our largest east facing window. In six months it will blind me from the south. After I get back from yoga if there is yoga, or from the gym I may not be brave enough to visit should it open. Then again the only time will be in the darkness of 5:30 am. That’s when Jack keeps going even in March. Cleanest air and touch points.
Saturday, June 20 – Young bucks out on the spit again.
Two of them this time. I wonder if they are just playing with the gulls. When you walk to the end of the spit – it ends except during minus tides when you can just keep going – the gulls on hanging out half in and half our of the water, take off. The deep flutter of hundreds of wings, the ruffled air, the coordinated wing-to-wing work engage the senses. If you walk back the other way, the flock rises again and flies to the outward end of the spit. Yes, I think that’s what our friendly, weekly neighborhood deer seem to be doing.
With my coffee I finish RBG. On day five. What an extraordinary woman! As good on SCOTUS as RadioLab’s podcast More Perfect..
Oh, and crowds are camped out around Tulsa’s BOK stadium waiting for the Trump rally. More later.
Nothing more relaxing than being among Bonnie Hanry fans. Proud member of the Dr. Bonnie Henry Fan Club here. I love Courtenay – it has fossil beds from which some really strange large creatures have been unearthed. And I love Bonnie Henry.
Sunday, June 21- Big Slog
Big slog to finish paper on SARS-CoV2 transmission routes and what they have to say about reopening restrooms in a pandemic. In over my head but the science is fascinating.
Monday, June 22 – How do I format a bibliography?
It wasn’t that long ago that I taught English to aspiring PhDs but everything has changed. Going way back, I wonder how we survived card catalogues, stacks of three by five cards with rubber bands around them, and copy making using those thin carbon sheets. How did we manage? #early #resilience #development
Tuesday, June 23 – Embeddings
After reviews by Poonam and Hayley and tight editing by Abby, I hit send on my paper on opening restrooms and coronavirus and moved onto Morning Light.
Since the killing of George Floyd on May 25, the world witnessed what I hope will be an historical watershed. The days from Floyd’s death though his burial on June 9 in Houston beside the mother to whom he called out as he took his last breath, appear in this post.
As of today, Washington State has entered Phase 1 of The Opening. Jefferson County is one of 10 counties identified by Gov Inslee as ready to apply for a variance to enter Phase 2. Here we’ve had no new infections for 26 days! There’ve been 28 infections overall in the County and everyone has recovered without hospitalization despite some tough patches that health officials monitored carefully.
But here’s the rub. Of these ten rural, low-population counties, Jefferson alone is adjacent to the Puget Sound metropolis. Dr Locke, our beloved Public Health Officer, could authorize a the opening of hair salons in Phase 2. Most likely, he won’t because without fairly draconian enforcement, out local hair salons will be overrun by people from the city. So now the tension between economic and health risks is now a local issue.