So it’s the middle of August, the Sunday of summer. As you wind down your internships and wild international adventures, we welcome back our end-of-summer series on where we spend our time and what home is to us this summer. Want to be part of the fun (did you mean: childhood nostalgia)? Send your Houses And Homes submission to email@example.com, including a pic and your five senses.
Where: Mercer Island, WA
Sound: Rapid-fire dialogue of The West Wing Season 3, my cat announcing she’s killed another bird, my parents asking if the cats have been fed.
Smell: The grill, some hipster’s BO, Seattle’s signature weed fragrance, and very out-of-place pollution.
Taste: Copper River salmon, blueberry pie, and homemade frosé