It was twinkling almost violenty at us mortals on the ground.
Steve and I took a night walk in Bellevue park.
We held hands and watched the ducks sleep-float on the fountain water.
And on Saturday we sat in the outdoor hottub at the four seasons in Seattle, looked out over the waterfront (the ferries were busy chugging too and fro) and watched the sun set behind the Olympic Mountain range.
Perfection only shows her shy face for fleeting moments.
I looked into her eyes twice in two days. ♥
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