I left Bellingham for Port Townsend knowing I’d be writing something for my blog while there. As I was waiting for my ferry, I posted on Facebook that “my soul is happy.” And it was, as it always is, when I spend time in that coastal town. My place I knew what I was most likely to write, for an idea had been bubbling in my mind for days. But, once I was checked into my room at the Swan Hotel and was heading out into “my” town, I knew I could only write about my love affair with this place. A...

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