It’s Jazz And Other Matters, remember? We’ll get back to jazz before long. Rifftides readers have my mind on words, and Seattle has my mind on the splendid weather they’re having here and the hike I took around Green Lake. When the weather is good, as it is most Junes, there is no more breathtakingly beautiful city.
Next time you’re here, don’t miss Ravenna Park, an urban treasure even many Seattleites have yet to discover. I pulled into one of the park’s few parking spots, lunched on a Clif Bar and an apple, then hiked into woods so deep, green and dense, I might have been in the wilds of the Olympic Peninsula. For a half hour, the only other living creatures I saw were two crows trying to steal a morsel from a squirrel. The squirrel kept the food and escaped into the foliage. The crows squawked at the bushes for five minutes. It was a good day for a remarkably spunky squirrel. I enjoyed it, too.







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