I know hearse drivers have to eat. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m just being superstitious. Maybe I’ve been inside too long.

We received these wonderful new facemasks from my sister. I like them because they are soft and smooth and conform to my face. But they feel kinda like…you know…

Inspiration from one of our neighbors.

I stole this from Fran’s IG post: “Our cat Mochi has trained our neighbors walking by to ring our doorbell so that we let her in…”

Another Harper excursion. It seems we are spending very little time sheltering in one place. It seems we are doing anything to get out of our place, which is ironic because we love our place

The ferry over to Harper is an interesting experience because we leave the dyed-in-the-wool liberalism of Seattle and drop into a very different kind of liberalism, that of the peninsula. Here’s one guy’s take on face masks.

Blake Island is a special place because it’s a State Park. There are no 🚗 roads on it and no homes. And it’s a favorite place for boaters to tie up and hang out. Right now the mooring buoys are completely full so your only option is to do what we do at Harper - jump in a kayak and paddle over from the Harper Pier. Just a mile away!

We knew where the best view of the city is, and we had an idea that the super moon would be rising right over the city from her home, so we trekked over to Marion’s with a paper bag filled with wine, cheese, prosciutto, flat bread, Spanish almonds and a kale Caesar - and sat on her porch waiting for the moon to show. It did. Got this photo by taking two shots with different exposures then blending them.

We have had a number of health care professionals take advantage of our cabins over at Harper, just a short ferry ride away. So we came up with a poster that’s now on the leaderboard of our shop.

Listen to the sound of a bubbling brook.
The birdsongs flying through the treetops.
Life is good without human news.

Downtown - need to come back here and take photos. So many new mirror-encased buildings, half new and half under construction (halted), with people wandering around looking lost. I felt lost.

Starting to see things a bit crooked. Wake up, then black tea w/cream, then answer emails from Asia, then yoga, then smoothie, then coffee, then work, then lunch, then nap, then work, then tea, then exercise, then wine and Marcona almonds, then dinner, then Asia conference calls, then one hour staring at the screen while sipping tulsi ‘holy basil’ tea and snacking on 70%+ chocolate, then bed, then reading aloud, then snuggle with cat, then wake then do it again.

This walk, about a 4-mile loop, drops down through the old-growth of Schmitz Preserve to Alki Beach. It’s like traveling south along the 101 in Northern California through Redwoods National Park then on down to Malibu - all in just over an hour. It’s saved us day after day after day.

A good way to start May: a draft poster using a photo taken last summer when we jumped off the pier. Photo by Josephine.

Last day of the second month. I want to get away. We walked to Sunset & Seattle and watched this ferry heading across to Bremerton. Everything seems so quiet.

Over the under bridge. Usually, we walk on this wonderful path under the Admiral Bridge, but sometimes I run over it and then down...never stopped before to notice this view as West Seattle empties out into Elliot Bay and across to the Space Needle.

This is normally our workspace and retail shop but it’s also where we do other things. We’ve been doing yoga here since long before the coronavirus changed our lives, but it just seems more appropriate these days. And yes, it’s a part of our routine here at Qamera. Trying to make it a daily part.

Sorry to disappoint, they have a frosted glass window. But I guess that works both ways. The existential question of the day: should we put our shower gear up on our windowsill? Is it offensive to others? Or is it Art?