Biked up the Interurban trail with Amy, to nearly the point where I’d previously stopped when exploring. I’m glad I’d done it before, as that northern bit can be a bit confusing in places. There were quite a few people out and about on the Seattle/Shoreline part of the trail: the weather was gorgeous. We hung out under some trees at the northern-most point for a bit, realized both of my preferred bakeries were going to be closed once we got back (Celine and Larsens), and then discovered there was an 85C bakery nearby. So I ate two pastries (one cheese, one chocolate) and rode home with a matcha poof ball thing in my back pocket. Felt kind of like a turtle with a very soft shell. So many flowers blooming!