Seattle Center

My Mom ended up in a chair, my eye goes straight to the folks who live at that level.  And the Extra, more downtown people - all kinds, and walks/chairs of life.  Which is what I love about living in a real city.  

Watched a gang of pigeons playing volleyball with broken bits of bread a guy with a grocery cart for his belongings was feeding them - but danged if I got a single stop action with the bread in the air.  Memorable!