Caturday

Two gray and white cats looking at each other as they sit on a brown and tan blanket.
Catastrophic Plotting by Tommia Wright

Shuffled some things around and seeing them like this is when it’s a good time to worry…

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Friday Fast One

Wooden clock with four columns, two on either side of the clock face - hands stuck at 12 and 3 for 3 o'clock. A crystal candle holder can be seen on the left side of the clock.
Time Between the Columns 2018 by Tommia Wright

“I must govern the clock, not be governed by it.” ~ Golda Meir

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Thursday Things

Seattle from the Ballpark 2015 by Tommia Wright

“Welcome back, baseball. Welcome back.” ~ Dave Niehaus

Counting down the days to take in this view again (hopefully) soon.

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Wednesday Words

“Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.” ~ Bill Watterson

Happiness is the beautiful green and white box waiting at the post office. Pure joy is the wonderful assortment of treats and teas to accompany another literary journey!

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International Women’s Day

Purple box with a white interconnecting circle (arrow overlapping one end) near the top center. The purple circle in the middle is the international symbol for woman - represents female birth sex and feminine gender identities and expressions.
The white text beneath it reads:
"International Women's Day"
International Women’s Day

“I never realized until lately that women were supposed to be the inferior sex.” ~ Katharine Hepburn

Who are some of the amazing women in your life? Who has helped you get to where you’re at now? Whom have you lifted up recently?

I’m thankful for the many amazing women in my family who paved the way, who pushed back against barriers and bias.

I’m thankful for the terrific team I’m blessed to work with each day.

I’m thankful for the spectacular circle of friends I call family.

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Simple Moments

The Seattle Space Needle with the top vanishing into the fog. A cluster of tree branches below.
Seattle Space Needle in the Fog 3.6.22 by Tommia Wright

While it was great to walk a new, flatter route for yesterday’s 5k, it was sad to see so many boarded-up buildings on 4th Avenue. It was sad to see further evidence of a favorite city lost.

Forty years ago, my parents trusted me to ride the bus to downtown, solo (when we had a proper park-and-ride in my part of the valley and frequent bus service). I’d go in every Saturday for an appointment, walk to Woolworth’s for an order of hashed browns and a cup of cocoa, then catch the bus back home. No worries, few threats – a simple routine for a twelve-year-old.

Now, I need a compelling reason to go to the city (5k walks like Refuse to Abuse, Dawg Dash, and the Hot Chocolate Run primarily; supporting an awesome culinary team, definitely). Walks past, I’d aim for a new record, then stroll/explore, aiming for the waterfront first, Pike Place market certainly, and then wherever my feet/heart took me.

Last three walks, now that we’re back to gatherings – go for the walk, get the heck out of Dodge. It’s sad.

I love Seattle. I love the Symphony, the Aquarium, SAM, Burke, Seattle Center, browsing galleries in Pioneer Square, and baseball – definitely baseball. However, between the pandemic, the crowds, the crime – I’ll enjoy all of these from home, and somehow, it just isn’t the same.

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Sunday Snapshot

Cup of hot chocolate in the middle of a cardboard tray that also has a banana, graham crackers, marshmallow, crispy treats and melted chocolate to dip it in.

Beside that, a white drawstring bag with "Hot Chocolate 15k/5k" on it. A metal that resembles a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows in it and a broken bar of dark chocolate.
Hot Chocolate 5k 2022 by Tommia Wright

A sweet day for a great walk!

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Caturday

Twi gray and white striped cats curled up in their own cat beds. One on the left is looking away at something in the distance. The one on the right is looking up at you.
Casual Caturday by Tommia Wright

“Just watching my cats can make me happy.” ~ Paula Cole

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Friday Fast One

Native and comic book inspired portrait of Mae Jemison by award-winning Native American Artist & Writer from the Port Gamble S'Klallam Tribe, Jeffrey Veregge
“Didn’t Buy It” (Mae Jemison) by Jeffrey Veregge

“The difference between science and the arts is not that they are different sides of the same coin even, or even different parts of the same continuum, but rather, they are manifestations of the same thing. The arts and sciences are avatars of human creativity.” ~ Mae Jemison

“For thousand of years Native and Non-Native storytellers have used art as a means to share the tales of their people. For me I am carrying on a tradition that started with my ancestors by simply using the means of today and all it’s modern conveniences to share the tales that I love.

Art evolves, tools get better, but the essence of what I do
is the same as those who did it on the canvases nature provided for them to tell the stories of gods and heroes long, long ago.” ~ Jeffrey Veregge

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Thursday Things

A small stage set for the play, "Tiny Beautiful Things" Stage light overhead, a collection of photos on the wall, bookcase, and lamp behind a small table with an open computer on top. Two cafe chairs facing each other. 

A kitchen with a fire covered in photos, a plant up top, assorted items out and about on the kitchen counters. A couch a pillow and throw.
“Tiny Beautiful Things” at the Valley Center Stage

“Once I was in a cafe in Portland and the woman at the next table and I began chatting and in the course of our conversation she strongly recommend I visit this web site called ‘The Rumpus’ so I could read this advice column called ‘Dear Sugar.’ It was so painful not to tell her that in fact I was Sugar, but I didn’t.” ~ Cheryl Strayed

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