Would you believe in the almost 5 years I have lived in Seattle I have never been to Green Lake? Or sure I've driven by it, driven around it, even had coffee across the street from it. But I never actually walked around it or sat in front of it. At least not until today.
I enjoyed the duck watching as well as the people watching. But mostly the lake reminds me of a story some one once told me. Apparently her friend jumped into the lake to save some one and ended up drowning and dying right there in Green Lake. And so as I looked out at the calm water I couldn't help but wonder...how the hell does some one drown in that?
Morbidity aside it was a nice visit and chat. Afterward we stopped by PCC where I got my favorite spinach/kale/parsley/apple/lemon juice. Marie bought me a couple brown cow yogurts because apparently they have "cream on the top" which adds calories and should help me put on some weight should I take a liking to this brand of yogurt I'm not yet familiar with.
There's another despacho ritual tonight I would like to attend. This is the pagan ritual I attended last time with some rather powerful but very unexpected/unintended results. My inclination is to try it again. However I don't think I have the energy to deal with traffic at 6:30pm tonight.