In the Bus Bag
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If you’ve visited this blog more than a few times, you might already know that I am obsessed with (among many other things) bus shelters, art, and Seattle history. So, I was pretty excited to attend the unveiling of the Jimi Hendrix-themed bus shelter–at the northbound 48 stop at 23rd & Massachusetts–last November. (Yes, November. I’m still catching up, OK?) Unfortunately, thanks to a prolonged illness (and the whole new person in our family thing), I didn’t make the big event. The good news is, there’s a video.
Since the shelter opened, I have zoomed past it on the 48 dozens …
This unique vehicle lives (or, at least, really likes to hang out) on Cherry, a couple of blocks east of Martin Luther King.
Potential punch lines abound, but for me, it is not a stretch to say riding the bus is a form of meditation. It is how I separate …
Much love on this holiday to all my fellow bus moms.
The inexplicable shoes-at-bus-stop phenomenon continues.
The competition was pretty stiff this year (folks at every bus stop in the neighborhood were dressed) but these two looked so sharp, we had to stop and give them props. Even Chicklet was impressed.
Well done, gentlemen!
Fun figurines at small people’s eye level:
My small people have been enjoying these dolls, displayed in a ground-level apartment window on one of our well-beaten walking paths, as long as they’ve been aware enough to look around. Chicklet’s favorite is the dancing couple in the back. Busling likes the guy with the “insrament.”