I picnicked at Seward Park

From K.

Some May days are almost agonizing in their perfection. Such was Saturday, a day for dresses with flowy skirts, T-shirts, sandals and picnics.



The sun blazed overhead but below was that signature Seattle salty sea breeze that tickled the grass and leaves and our skin. Me and fiance J hit up Ezell's for fried chicken and baked beans then motored over to Seward Park. J found a peaceful, shaded glade focused on Mount Rainier. It loomed in the distance across Lake Washington, snowy and majestic. Motown thumped in the background from another nearby picnic. We lounged in our beach chairs, watching kids play a goofy game of soccer.

Bliss.