"Ish River"-- like breath, like mist rising from a hillside. Duwamish, Snohomish, Stillaguamish, Samish, Skokomish, Skykomish...all the ish rivers. I live in Ish River country between two mountain ranges where many rivers run down to an inland sea. --Robert Sund, Skagit Valley scribe
18 April 2006
Tulips from Hell
Another fine column from the Seattle Times' nutty Trail Mixer, Ron Judd, this time poking some well-deserved fun at the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival: "Too many gapers. Too many strollers spewing forth from too many mini-vans. Too many bike weenies with too many carbon-fiber pedal sets that would feed too many entire villages of starving orphans in too many Pakistans. You get the picture. Seeing the tulips is a fantastic, memorable experience. But it's sort of like viewing the Shroud of Turin: Once you've seen it, well, you've seen it, and the urge doesn't resurface until you are reincarnated as someone's great aunt from Hoboken."
Find the rest of Judd's column here.
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