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Carrie Gustafson loves children. As a child she would create her own with paper and scissors; cutting paper dolls that were twins, then triplets, then quadruplets. Now she’s counting each day until she will be gathering weekly groups of children…MORE

Atarah asks her friends to bring her stones from their travels; not postcards, not pebbles. Stones. Then she can hold a piece of the Appian Way in her hand, alabaster from Italy. Among other things, Atarah is a jeweler, an artist since “birth”…MORE

You don’t become a writer if stability is something you need. Fame, fortune, or even money for your work are all elusive notions you can dream about, but you can’t bank on them. I know this, accept this, and therefore think I am someone who is…MORE

May is National Bike Month and there will be numerous events throughout the month to celebrate pedal-powered transportation.

What better than to celebrate this month by getting on a bike: ride to work, ride to the grocery store, ride with…MORE

By Marjorie Young

One of this column’s readers, ‘bent pros’ wrote in the following question: “Some people fear knowing their future. Do you think being told what lies in store is a hindrance or a help?”

That’s a fascinating topic……MORE

In April, Ballard restaurant Plaka Estiatorio celebrated their three year anniversary, and they are as busy as they have been since day one, when they completely sold out two hours before closing.

Tucked away on 20th Avenue N.W., Plaka on…MORE

Waiting for spring and the return of local veggies to your plate can be hard. But there is hope! I am still harvesting beets from my garden, so salads with beets are in order. It really makes me appreciate what my grandmother did with beets in…MORE

What I don’t know about life in Ballard will always be greater than what I know. Since I’ve made it my practice to wander the streets and write about the neighborhood for six years I may be able to feign above average knowledge, but it’s an act.…MORE

By Jeff and Eileen Bidwell

We never thought we would hear ourselves saying this: We are ever so grateful for the sun break that illuminated our living room earlier this week. March left rainfall of nearly epic proportions in its wake.…MORE

A woman waiting for a bus was pulling up her hood, trying to protect herself from the barrage. The windshield of a parked car was obscured in pink. It was the annual snowstorm of falling cherry petals, blowing to the north off of Greenlake and…MORE