My eyes (and ears) in Ballard captured this moment (July 7, 7 pm) for me:
Woman: Now that’s the kind of thing I would take a picture of.
Man: How punk.
Woman: That’s the kind of thing I like.
Man: Actually, I am going to get a picture of it.
Woman: No, not like that.
Woman: But you need to back it up a little.
Man: Honey, I do not need you telling me how to take a picture.
Woman: You’re too close to it!
Man: I don’t want to be hanging out over a pile of shit for a long time taking a bunch of pictures.
I have the best spies in Seattle.