I’ve got quite a few film images sitting around, waiting to be uploaded to flickr. These are from our trip to Seattle last summer. From the archive, sort of, but still new if you’ve never seen them. And I felt like they fulfilled my interpretation of “place” for Words to Shoot By. There are so many ways to imagine place, but this is one of the places that I long for, that I wish I was right now, when the snow is looming, and winter is not yet done here in this place. I just want to go there and visit my dad again. I wish I had more opportunity to hang out with him. He’s a cool dude.