If
there are clouds and rain, it must be Saturday. That seems to
be our luck lately, but we headed out on a short trip anyway.
Our first stop was St. Edwards State Park (the grounds of Bastyr
University [link])
located at the northern end of Lake Washington, in Kenmore,
where, in a quest to see an alleged eagle, we trudged uphill
and downhill for nearly two miles, to the shoreline and back.
The highlight of the hike was an encounter with a fallen yellow
jackets' nest on the path. No eagle.
Later we headed south along the eastern shore of Lake Washington
and when we came to Kirkland, we encountered a marvellous collection
of whimsical bronze statues scattered throughout the town. We
had no idea they were there, and we realized later that we had
missed most of them. [link]
Perhaps we will return on the *ahem* next rainy Saturday.
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We followed a rutty, bumpy trail through the woods at St. Edwards
Park, to the shore of Lake Washington.
Here, Tim checks for Hobbits in a likely-looking tree stump but
alas, they must have heard us coming and fled.
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I
was glad to see the occasional bench along the trail, and I certainly
took advantage of them. As usual, the way there wasn't too bad
(all downhill) but the way back was rather breathtaking, not because
of the scenery, either.
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Aha
- caution tape and a sign. Did it stop the intrepid hikers?
Not a chance. Luckily Tim spotted the nest before we blindly
trod on it, and we made it past without a single sting, although
I not only saw the insects dive-bombing Tim's legs, I also heard
them hitting the back of my hood.
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Nesting - Rosie Sandifer
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Here are
the Kirkland statues. If it weren't for the bronze, you might
think this was real. Mother and daughter sat on a bench near
the sidewalk.
"Well
established as a painter and sculptor, Rosie Sandifer struggled
for many years to balance her time between being a professional
artist and mother ...Eventually she began to draw from the world
around her for subject matter children playing, reading and dancing.
Some of her most successful works have been studies of her own
children and their friends."
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The Yearling - Terri Malec-Osborne
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Here
is a sculpture by Terri Malec-Osborne, who lives in the San Juan
Islands in northern Washington. I couldn't find out much about
her(him?).
The small deer was beautifully made, very delicate, seeming somewhat
out of place right behind a sidewalk bench.
At least its back was towards the cars which were whizzing past
:)
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The
bronze sculpture of a Great Blue Heron sat on the sidewalk in
front of an art gallery. It was very tall, and it was attractive
from every angle.
"For most of his forty-plus years as an artist, naturalist,
and outdoorsman, birds have been Michael Holmes' inspiration...
In recent years he has been drawn to bronze works; liking the
richness of the patinas, the way it feels and its permanence.
He feels this medium best re-creates the mental image he has of
his subjects."
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Heron
Blue Horizon - Michael Holmes
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Close Quarters - Dan Ostermiller
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One
of Americas foremost wildlife sculptors, Dan Ostermiller
works in a realist style and is admired for his extensive knowledge
of animal anatomy, high level of craftsmanship, and compassionate
treatment of his subjects.
"The bronze bunnies are a symbol for some critics who
complain that Kirkland is using art as a commercial marketing
device. The result is art that is pretentious, cute, safe and
predictable."
They were mighty cute ;-)
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Cow and Coyote - Brad Rule
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This
is the first sculpture that caught my eye.
It came to Kirkland from Pioneer Square in Seattle.
"Patricia
Rovzar, owner of another nearby art gallery, recalls some antics
inspired by the sculpture. "People decorate it all the
time," she said. "I remember once the coyote had a
tutu on. It was really funny; it just stuck out. During Halloween,
it had a witch's hat and cobwebs draped over it."
A well-loved
landmark, the cow's bronze nose and ears have been rubbed shiny
by people."
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Giving Back - Kate Martin
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This
was very pretty. It's a sculpture fountain, and the little drops
of water which ran down inside each of the two metal pieces glistened
and sparkled in the sunshine.
The fountain was donated to the town of Kirkland to honor Julius
McLeod and his many contributions to the town.
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And
on a different note...
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A mother
Blue-Winged Teal was watching over her babies very carefully
at O.O. Denny Park. She seemed more concerned about the dogs
than she did about us.
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We
drove home across the Evergreen Point Floatiing
Bridge. The bridge opened in August 1963, and is the longest floating
pontoon bridge in the world with a floating length of 7,578 feet.
I am always surprised when the water seems to have a split personality,
as it did today. On one side, it was smooth while the other side
was choppy.
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