Station Break

I try to keep most of the posts here about sewing...but today.....I don't want to. And since I write this here blog, I'll do as I please.

My mom is here visiting, and we ended up in Pike Place Market before 9 AM. This is, in my opinion, the best time to visit the market. Normally, PPM is packed with people, wall to wall tourists, all waiting to see flying fish, stopping to take pictures right in front of you, and walking down the market is fraught with danger, what with flying elbows and careless tourists trodding all over misplaced feet.

But between 8:15 and 8:45, the market looks like this:

Lots of time to look around and appreciate the humor, with no writhing mass of humanity pushing you along as part of their mindless mosey...Peaceful and lovely....