It's so rare that I get these brief, blissful moments down in Seattle any more that I find myself drinking them up like a favorite coffee. Aww...the same, well-worn Starbucks, the same, albeit a bit sun-faded comfy green velvet chairs...the feeling of comfort and familiarity. Even a year away can't dull this feeling of "home" I get when here. And oh the moment of driving south on I-5, up the hill and onto the bridge when suddenly the clouds part and sun streams down over the glistening city skyline. Hello Seattle! I've missed you. Everything smells of gingerbread, nutmeg and caramel. Outside it's threatening to be an absolutely gorgeous day!