April 2018
Our spring in Seattle was a visual lesson in why it’s called the Emerald City. Although the city is named for its year-round greenery, the foliage in spring is especially vibrant. Our stay in the area began with a housesit in Issaquah, an eastern Seattle suburb.
The magic began once we took the exit for this small town nestled at the base of Tiger Mountain National Forest. As soon as we turned off the interstate, the highway’s traffic, noise, and frenetic energy ceased to exist. In an instant, it became quiet, peaceful, and remarkably green. I mean, GREEN. Many of the trees were covered in a luminescent green moss that shone like jewels against the bark and branches deepened to almost black due to the seemingly ever-present rain.