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Sunday, February 28, 2016

Delivering Mail

When our son Jake moved out of his former residence rather abruptly, and moved in with us, he had his mail forwarded to our address. Two weeks later he took up residence in his new apartment. Now he is getting mail in two places - our house and his new place. Ironically, his first paycheck from the US Postal Service got lost in the mail.

Jake likes his new job and has been putting in lots of hours as a City Mail Carrier. We are very pleased for him.

This  morning we took his latest batch of mail to him and then checked out the Fremont Sunday Market. 
 Unfortunately there wasn't much happening on that scene this morning. The weather was very unsettled but we lucked out with a break in the rain.
 With not much to see at the market we found the local Starbucks for a latte and a brownie. 
 Then we took a little stroll along the Lake Washington Ship Canal. 

As you can see, spring is here.

We made it back to the car just before the next squall let loose a torrent of rain. That is spring here too. 

16 comments:

  1. I am glad Jake has a job he enjoys. Our friend retired from the military and, as a veteran, he was able to find work sorting mail in the post office. He retired last year.

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  2. Your son must get more mail than we do. Apart from silly junk mail we get very little mail any more. Not even bills, since most things are paid on-line. Used to be I'd go out to the mailbox if I saw the mail had come but I no longer bother.
    Glad you got back to your car before the rain. Have a great week.

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  3. That lost mail story is a joke only a mailman could tell. He'll be using that one in to old age.

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  4. Looks like a great walk, Spring is definitely in the air with those beautiful daffodils.

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  5. Well, good to see that at least one little dog made it to the market. I know how much dogs do love a crowded market so it was probably disappointed. Last time I went to the local Farmers' Market there were so many barking dogs tangling around everyone's feet, I thought I missed an important memo so I just went home with a headache.

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  6. Yes, spring is here! I am enjoying looking forward to our long and beautiful springtime. I just read that we have the longest spring in the country, with four months of it. I remember in Colorado it was over before it began. :-)

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  7. I love those kinds of markets. We have been to several in a number of cities. We also have daffodils blooming here in Texas.

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  8. Green grass and bright yellow blooms? I'd say you had spring. I don't know if I'd want all the rain considering my annual precipitation is about 12 in.

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  9. love the cheerful daffodils and spring is definitely here too...

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  10. Yes, the weather yesterday was pretty crazy, sunbreaks and then wild wind and rain. Your post made me want to venture into town to Pike Place Market.

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  11. I would have picked the latte and the brownie over the market on that dreary day also. :)

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  12. Ironic that the post office would lose the paycheck of one of it's carriers:)) Sure hope it catches up with him. How nice that he is feeling so well and enjoying his work.

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  13. Spring is like being in the spin cycle of a washing machine sometimes! Glad you got to enjoy a nice stroll between showers. What a grand time of year with things popping out of the ground, spring bulbs blooming and the promise of a wonderful summer to come. We're lucky to live here where spring comes so early.

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  14. Spring has definitely sprung in your area!

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  15. Expecting snow tonight and tomorrow. Will go out for a walk today. Saw a nursery add for black pussy willow. They look so lovely! Have you seen these?

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