Island Boots; Vashon's Feet.

These are the feet of Islanders.

Prepared not just for rainy days but for wet adventures.

For beach walks.

For damp journeys through stands of Western Red Cedars.

 And, for jumping in puddles.
For creating a garden in the lowest (and muddiest) part of the yard.

For a low tide walk.
For finding crabs in the eel grass.

And yes, sometimes for a quick trip to Thriftway.
Or to grab coffee with a friend.
These are the feet of Vashon.

Island Center Forest Walk.

Point Robinson

With a few hours to myself I took baby Miriam and myself on a morning weekday jaunt to Point Robinson State Park.

I wasn't utterly impressed. I guess when you live in the Isles of Shoals near the White Island lighthouse for several years in the summer you are spoiled by lighthouses.    But still, it was lovely; the warm slightly foggy weather, and low tide afforded me a lovely walk.  Oh and right at the point I ran into this seal, at first I thought it was a rock.  I kept my distance though.