My apologies to my new follower...Carolyn at her blog amigoingsomeplace. That's what I wrote down to type but in my post yesterday I typed amigoingsomewhere. Sorry about that Carolyn, thanks for pointing it out and thanks for enjoying my blog.
And now back to the Lavender Festival...
While I was walking through the festival and admiring all the creativity, my mantra was...downsizing, downsizing...to remind myself not to get carried away with purchasing. I don't think I've mentioned this, but I'm getting ready for a garage sale and I'm supposed to be getting rid of things, not adding to what I already have.
Some of what I bought will be going to Germany shortly because they're for my future grandchild...
|Detail of bib|
|Lavender filled cat|
|Clay bird feeder|
|Lid to bird feeder|
Even though I was horrified by the price to ride the ferry, I decided that I wanted to return home on the ferry. I think it's a fun thing to do and before this trip I hadn't ridden a ferry since last year.
Before we left Sequim I decided to fill my gas tank even though I knew I had more than enough to get home. I wasn't planning on getting lost but we did...twice. AARGH. Kathy is familiar with the area around Sequim so I followed her directions. We were going to Kingston to catch the ferry back to Edmonds and after crossing the Hood Canal bridge she told me to take a right. I told her that the sign said Kingston was to the left and she told me to ignore that. By the time we got to signs for the Navy base she admitted that we might have missed our turn. Long story short, we ended up in Bremerton and decided to catch the Bremerton ferry which would take us into downtown Seattle. Lucky for Kathy, being in Olivia mellows me so I didn't get upset. I just kept driving. When we reached the ferry terminal in Bremerton she offered to pay and I took her up on it with much appreciation.
Turns out this wait was only going to be 25 minutes and I was disappointed because there were some pictures I wanted to take and I didn't think I'd have enough time. The entry to the ferry terminal in Bremerton is really nice looking and that's what I wanted to capture. I guess that means another trip to Bremerton.
I don't think I've ever been at the beginning of a line for the ferry until yesterday...
There was a Washington State Patrol trooper and his german shepherd walking up and down the lines, sniffing for drugs, I'm pretty sure. I don't think they found any.
When I noticed the ferry coming towards the dock...
|Waiting for the ferry|
|Here comes the ferry|
|The ferry has arrived|
I got out to take pictures and happened to glance down and saw this starfish...
I hope it was alive and just waiting for the tide to come in.
I didn't have a ferry schedule so I decided to go upstairs and look for one and this is what the ferry looks like inside...
Lots of people walk onto the ferry and leave their cars behind. Besides the decks outside they have a nice place inside to wait. The people who drive on can also go upstairs. This particular ferry didn't have any food service on it.
And last but not least on this ferry trip...the blurry Seattle skyline...
The wind and rain were so strong I couldn't even see if I was getting a picture or not, but I guess I did alright. I tried to get the Space Needle, off to the left, but I couldn't capture it.
After the ferry docked and we'd driven off of it, Kathy told me to go left even though I wanted to go right. So I went left and that's how we ended up getting lost a second time. We were trying to find I-5 and, again, I followed her directions, to my chagrin. We finally ended up going right like I wanted, got hung-up waiting for the ferry traffic that we would have been a part of, if we'd turned right the first time. When she suggested we turn left to get away from the traffic I thought it was a good idea, but it turned out not to be since neither one of us knows downtown Seattle. We eventually found I-5 but it took awhile.
Getting home was easy from that point on.
And that is the story of my trip to the Lavender Festival in Sequim, Washington.