|La Conner's Rainbow bridge. I've seen photos showing Mt Baker peeking out from under the bridge but I had to be south of the bridge to get that|
|Lots of public art|
|artichoke gone to flower|
|I have more butterflies in my own garden|
|Nice glass shop. Wish I bought something|
|Steve and his brother at lunch. The hat never comes off as he is very sensitive to sun even inside|
|Huge berries at farmer's stand with my fingers for scale|
|Not Mt. Baker but Whitehorse mountain|
|Heather, like the stuff all over Scotland. Too hot in Michigan for it.|
|The mountain is at 6800 feet, not high compared to the volcanic peaks (such as Mt. Baker) but as the nearby ground is near sea level, the mountain looks especially huge.|
|normal beets but especially huge patty pans. Should have included my chipped nails here for reference|
|My BIL and his wife relaxing in front of a lavender store. Every town in the NW seems to have a lavender store|
|One of many gardens the store keepers have|
|My morning apple crepe and coffee|
The town has lots of cute restaurants,shops, and gardens to explore. We stopped at two farm stands outside the town too. We ate at a cafe/bakery professing to have the sweetest buns (which we took to go, I didn't eat mine until I was on the flight home) along the water. Very tasty and pretty.
On to find Mt. Baker which is supposed to be visible from La Conner and even from Coupeville, the town we visited the day before even further away (the inn I had purchased rooms for promised a view of Mt. Baker). You can see from the photos above it wasn't exactly overcast but somehow we couldn't see the mountain.
We (we are using the royal pronoun here) decided to take the North Cascade Highway to get closer but then our view was blocked by trees. We made a loop that turned out to be much larger than I thought it would be (again these states are much bigger than our eastern ones) but we did get to see other mountains that are arguably just as pretty and have their own glaciers.
We slugged through rush hour traffic to get to Happy Hour on time on the shores of Lake Union so I could finally straighten my cramped legs (backseat of an econocar not roomy and my BIL likes to stretch his legs in front of me) while sipping (read: guzzling) a mojito before visiting Steve's mother one more time. Alas, she keeps herself on a strict schedule which leaves no room for visiting relatives coming during Jeopardy! She was quite crabby during our photoshoot.
|Unhappy mom missing Jeopardy! with kids|