Flying into Seattle yesterday morning and the subsequent drive to the in-laws’ house was enough to remind me why I love this place. In spite of a rather crazy winter, it’s still mild as a newborn puppy (Poodle, not Rottweiler) compared to Utah’s harsh, fluctuating weather. Plus, there’s this beautiful feeling of cleaning just good ol’ oxygen. The Seattle area is rank with the stuff as a result of lots of green plants and a near-sea-level altitude. I love breathing good air and the Pacific Northwest has got it!