Port Townsend, Washington (in August)

This entire last month, August, was spent in Port Townsend, Washington. Unexpectedly. Caring. Tending. Witnessing. Sleeping and showering near the sea. Mornings at coffee shops. Early beach walks. Hiking stairs. Watching wildlife—especially baby deer and their mamas everywhere. Enjoying gluten-free vegan treats and meals. Strolling through art galleries, farmer's markets, and civil informationing. Taking a very special wooden boat ride. Celebrating birthdays. Under the hot sun. Pushed by the swift breeze. Hoping and waiting. With gratitude. Choosing comfort in a place that holds extraordinary memories.