A Mixed Day

It was a great morning for the Farmer’s Market – a brisk breeze blew and the sun broke through the clouds. There were fewer vendors at the market today, but more political tables set up along the sidewalk… Obama-Biden campaign buttons for sale, sign up registration to vote (last day), and people holding up signs that read ‘Vote No on I-409’ (enforcement of immigration laws). Dried hydrangeas, hop vine wreaths, gourds, pumpkins, and sunflower seed heads bespoke of the autumn season. Crossing the street we passed a heavily tattooed woman who sat behind a card table with a display of beaded jewelry. In her hand was a large white rat. “This is Alley Rat,” she told me as I snapped a photo.

By afternoon a weather front arrived with blowing winds and heavy rain. Bellingham Bay churned with white caps and crashed against the breakwater along Boulevard Park. We stopped for a cup of hot mocha at the Wood’s Coffeehouse… it was packed with people. Some hardy folks even sat outside until a gust of wind blew away the giant umbrella that had sheltered them.

… PLM