The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

I love Victorian houses, with their elegant porches, dormers, scrollwork, and spindles. I particularly love the Queen Anne style, because towers and turrets make my imagination run wild. I can see myself living in one of these magical manses, wearing high-collared, full-length dresses. I just can’t picture me paying the heating bill. One of my …

Continue reading

Now that I live farther from work, and my commute is a typical Seattle nightmare (I had no idea how spoiled I had been!) I have even more time to take flights of fancy. In today’s traffic snarl, this is where my mind went: What would it be like if we all lived in gingerbread …

Continue reading

I’m a writer (obviously) so I have a fertile imagination. I spend a great deal of time picturing what my life would be like if this or that person were in it, or if I lived in Paris or Milan, or if I had any number of different jobs. Like my blog description says, I …

Continue reading

I was taking a trip down memory lane the other day and decided to Google Earth all my former houses. What an eye opening experience. The house I lived in right after college has been painted hot pink. The one I lived in after that, which was a total dump with rotting floors, questionable plumbing, …

Continue reading

As I mentioned in yesterday’s blog entry, I had the privilege of tagging along with a friend to visit her parents in Port Townsend, Washington, and it was a fantastic two days indeed. Port Townsend is a charming, artsy, quirky, historic Victorian Seaport that is best reached by ferry. Whenever I ride a ferry I …

Continue reading