Not actually the sculpture park, but connected to it:
The mountain, making a rare January appearance:
We had a nice lunch at a Bolivian restaraunt with a lovely view of Pike's Place Market. It was like being in another city. Because I don't go to Pike's Place Market alot.
And, in case you were wondering how small my ass has gotten, here ya go. Compliments of McP.
Note to self: do not give that man the camera.