Water Signs: The harvest is in… Air Signs: What are you up to, little dervishes?… Earth Signs: Tap into the healing energies… Fire Signs: The key that unlocks a very important door…

Since we were talking about ‘Behind The Scenes’ stuff, here’s an interesting look behind the curtain. You get to hear from me all the time, but take a look at the list below…

A Jazz conundrum: the contrast between the multi-million-dollar downtown Quincy Square project and school district budget shortfalls in Bremerton… A new record shop on Bainbridge from Poulsbo’s Rockin’ Ruby’s… Plus an inaugural Korean Heritage Night Festival, also on Bainbridge… Parking amendments in Port Orchard… Property and building renovation at the Bremerton Port Commission… And good news from our ‘Old Lady Walking’ correspondent…

There is a VIP lanyard hanging in front of my face. I can’t tell who it’s for. I can’t tell who the band is. Or what year it’s from. I think it’s a tuesday afternoon. Could be wednesday. Wait. Holy shit. Is that a backstage pass for BB King?! We’re at a music store on wheaton way in east bremerton. Dan, the guy who runs the place—the guy who’s run the place for decades—has told me what feels like 1,300 stories in the space of about a half-an-hour…

You may know of this place as ‘that hairpin turn with the terrible traffic’ where State Highway 16 meets Highway 3. Or maybe because the city name is painted souvenir-postcard-style on a business wall on the way out of town. Gorst is an unincorporated area, but the greater community in this area DOES have things to see and do and IS worth visiting… Here’s a list of stuff to see:

Let’s be honest here… The public transportation in Kitsap County is mediocre at best. The only thing you can count on is weirdos and waiting. Wait for the bus that comes once an hour, wait 20 minutes or more for your transfer. All the while waiting for the weirdos to get weirder the entire time. Then if you are catching a ferry… wait for it, wait for it…

I watched the shape speed towards land–towards me. The creature created massive waves that raced to the shoreline, rocking the Navy boats and tightening, then loosening their mooring lines. The creature’s circular head finally broke through the surface when it was about a hundred meters out. It was a swirl of pink and purple, like a child’s sherbet ice cream cone. Its tentacles–eight, I counted–drifted in the water behind it…

[ingress forward]

I walk in secret worlds of death. 

Sights few ever imagine. 

Sights fewer still will ever see. 

Here is a glimpse into my world:

May is the month of plenty. Plenty of greens, plenty of weeds, plenty of seeds, and plenty of hours of plantees (haha, had to keep with the ‘ee’). Tons of projects and not enough hours in the day are enough to make the gardener go mad!

Water signs: ‘The path forwards is retreat…’ Air signs: ‘A sign to connect with your creativity…’ Earth signs: ‘You’re there, let yourself be there…’ Fire signs: ‘That flame of yours? It is meant to be seen…’