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.
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.
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.

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.


Nesting - Rosie Sandifer

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."

The Yearling - Terri Malec-Osborne
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 :)
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."
Heron Blue Horizon - Michael Holmes

Close Quarters - Dan Ostermiller
One of America’s 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 ;-)

Cow and Coyote - Brad Rule
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."

Giving Back - Kate Martin
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.
And on a different note...

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.

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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