Sunday brought the first drops of rain for which Seattle is so famous.
We spent most of the afternoon inside, watching the water pound our windows while we ate soup.
It was lovely.
The downpour turned into more of a mist around dinnertime, so we loaded the kids into the stroller and hiked up 2nd Avenue to Kerry Park.
Though my backside and thighs are still dealing with the trauma inflicted by Queen Anne Hill, I don't hesitate to say the reward was well worth the pain.
The more we explore our neighborhood, the more we fall in love.
About 500 steps above the playground awaits the view to end all views.
A plaque on the wall of the park reads, "Kerry Park, given to the City in 1927 by Mr. and Mrs. Albert Sperry Kerry, Sr. so that all who stop here may enjoy the view."
Mr. and Mrs. Kerry, the view was most definitely enjoyed by the Ivins family.
Anyone and everyone who visits this gorgeous city must make the trek.
Watch yo' back, Space Needle.
We'll be frequenting the Kerry Park playground, even if it (quite literally) kills me.