Searching for a theme for the day, and not finding anything incisive. Tulip in the midst of lupine leaves.
What to say about perfect weather? -- enough breeze to fly kites on the Park Strip,
and flags -- reflected in the windows of the Westward Hilton.
Pools of sun on brilliant green grass for the strutting magpies.
King salmon for the fisher people at Ship Creek.
A spot in the shade for the people who haven't caught theirs yet,
while they watch the people on the opposite bank (and the mountains in the background).
As a side note -- I tried to capture the muddiness of the fishing-at-Ship-Creek experience. Occasionally people get stuck in it. I plan to never go close enough to it for that to happen.
Trains today -- this freight along the Coastal Trail just east of Elderberry Park.
Another freight on the bridge over Ship Creek -- it had about a hundred box cars that appeared to be empty, headed south.
A pretty small flower (at one time I thought it was an orchid, but now doubt that) that springs up in the gravel roadside about this time -- in a month it will have gone to seed, dried up, and be overwhelmed by later-flowering plants.
Gulls and geese at the mouth of Ship Creek.
The Chugach Range with a cloudless sky.
Calla lilies, fresh-planted at the Westward Hilton.
Evening sun on the neighbor's mossy roof, and shrub.