Ha ha!
We took the ferry across Puget Sound again. Here are a few photos: Waiting in line to board the ferry. We arrived just 2 or 3 minutes before boarding began.
The light and the trees and the sky all reminded us so much of Alaska. The light is different here, even under gray and rainy skies. The trees are so beautiful - ever so tall and green and healthy looking. The grass is green and plants are growing all over the place. The only snow in sight was that seen way up high on the Cascades (I wonder if that one mountain was Mt. Baker, also a volcano?? Will have to check a map tomorrow). No flowers did I see, just those pretty purple and yellowish-white ornamental cabbages. Beauty everywhere I looked.
As we've been traveling, we've enjoyed a variety of ethnic foods: Aussie (ha ha) in Cheyenne, Mexican in Moab, American Northwest in Poulsbo, and Chinese here in Everett.
At the AAA Chinese Buffet tonight I thought it must be a taste of heaven there. NOT the food! I don't know enough about Chinese food to know if it was good or average. We enjoyed it, we got way too full - that is enough for me. No, the "taste of heaven" were the people there. Asians, Mexicans, Native Americans, Blacks, Caucasians. A sampling of the world, sitting down at tables, enjoying their meals. Families, several families - that was nice to see. Young people who dressed like gang members, older guys who looked like Hells' Angels, older people eating with chopsticks, Mel and me, little kids running around, Spanish, Chinese, English, possibly a Middle Eastern dialect all being spoken, laughter, talking, joking, others sitting in silence. While going back for more Walnut Shrimp, I accidently bumped into a guy that I thought might belong in a gang - and he apologized to me very politely and naturally. I felt very comfortable there. I was surprised, actually. I enjoyed it - and thought about how wonderful it will be when we get to heaven and are all living in perfect peace and unity with each other, our Heavenly Father and our Lord and Savior. Oh my!
I thought about that another time on this trip, too. We were at Arches National Park and were heading off to walk up a trail. Down the icy snow packed path came a young family, father and one kid first, mother and second kid several yards behind. As the father and kid passed us, the thought ran through my mind: In heaven we will not ignore each other. We will know each other, recognize each other, great each other in the name of our Lord. In heaven we will love "strangers" immediately, not be afraid of each other (I'm sure people are sometimes afraid when they first meet us - Mel is so tall and big and I'm just so big - we could be very intimidating!).
Yes, heaven has been on my mind a lot.
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