This is Kla Ha Ya Park located just below First Street between Avenues B and C and where I practice Tai Chi every morning.
This view is looking west on the Snohomish River Front Trail …
… then I turned around for the view east.
The shores of Kla Ha Ya Park!
Meanwhile, a dramatic day in town: A 15 year civics discussion ends with the removal of the “library’s 1968 addition!” Read more here.
The popular shot of the Snohomish River is from the overlook on First Street and Avenue C; it’s my birthday month, and the clouds have gathered.
The river was blue this morning, a Sunday,
it was a mirror holding the soft blue sky —
a surface of stillness.
The river’s flow of gravity, yielding
to the pull of the moon, is at a standstill –
(renamed: “Lake Snohomish”).
Like the town people … told to “stay inside!”
Yet, pulled by the warm, bright sunshine and
the stillness of the river.
Then there are people with essential jobs …
like me, practicing Tai Chi in the park –
Breathing up from my feet.
Cady Landing: As the first location of Snohomish, when it was called “Cadyville,” it’s a nice site for a wedding.
E. C. Ferguson and his wife, Lucetta, pated and named the city after the river in 1871, I would like to think it was Lucetta’s idea to layout First Street to line up with the bend in the Snohomish River.
“No one moved,” continued Boss, “we stood there looking up into the darkness of the fly loft.”“Bones in the Fly Loft”
Let your eyes follow the trail up the buildings to spot the workers, high in the air, working on the old theater.
“I’m here to tell you the tide will never stop coming in. I’m here to tell you whatever you build will be ruined, so make it beautiful.”“Spoiler” by Hala Alyan
Two views of the new windows installed without a permit. The large windows are wrong for a building in the Historic District of Snohomish — barely to mention a fly loft!
First Street view of the historic theater building which began screening movies in 1924 along with stage shows as well. Its life as a theatre ended around 1995. Note the new construction, high on the right.
In 2015, I made a short, two-part movie about the Ferguson Cottage.
In the sunshine filled mornings of May, I’d often see this man eating his “carry-out” breakfast at the same picnic table in Cady Landing Park, always alone.
Wave Hands Like Cloud
One, slow, deep inhale per Wave —
In through the nose,
Out the mouth. Slow!
Another, full inhale with another Wave.
Pour your tai chi ocean from foot to foot,
breathe-up from your feet. Listen!
A woman wearing a pink ball cap
is walking behind a mature German Shepard
who is unleashed. Watch!
The iconic guard-dog turns to look at me,
I continue the form while looking into the dog’s eyes —
it turns away, deciding not to attack. Me!
I’m no threat waving hands
like clouds under a bright, blue sky
in our riverside park!
The Snohomish River Front Trail’s major funding source was a Federal grant from the Transportation Department since the 2006 trail follows the railroad route completed in 1910.
The Carnegie Library was also completed in 1910, as were the railroad tracks on a trestle along the north bank of the river.
A secret park (on private land) overlooking the river.
Kla Ha Ya Park looking towards First Street.
An organized group that prays together in different towns — today was Snohomish’s turn.
“I feel I’m on the fringe ….” is all I heard the woman say to the man on the bench above me.08.13.2020
Morning regulars, Terry and his dog Bud.
Summer and Fall / Passing each other in the Hall / Another Beautiful Day09.06.2020
A little girl crying, loudly, a message of Anger! “Well, how will you get home,” asks the Mom? She is trying to get the second toddler to join the first already seated in the rumble arrangement built over the rear wheel of the most unique bike I’ve ever seen. Most helpful was the double-sided kickstand that holds the bike up and solid enough for Mom to win! She straddles the bar that supports the kids’ seats, snaps back the kickstand, and heads eastbound on the Snohomish River Front Trail.
Hi Again Dear Diary, Biden and Harris won. What will Trump mean to me in the future?11.08.2020
This was a lucky shot coming down the stairs from First Street.
For Our Gardener
In the sunshine, we prepare for winter darkness by stringing lights in the shape of nets over the arbor, now free of grapevines, some as thick as a small tree, all laid out on the patio table as if lying-in-state, waiting for Mr. Pete.12.06.2020
Hope you have enjoyed this scroll down memory lane — it was quite a year.
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