Here, Now.

May 7th, 2010

I never thought I could live anywhere but the south, because I thought I had to have hot summers and mild winters. But being in Seattle for the past week has made me shift my perspective a little and wonder why I rule out so many possibilities. I feel so much more awake here, maybe because it’s utterly different from the flat, open-to-the-sun coastal Carolina landscape. The giant ferns and towering trees here conceal pockets of cool shady mystery. And every day I wake up to see the Olympic mountain range catching the passing weather on its peaks–it’s as good as a movie, because the sky is as changeable as the ocean. Moody and sullen with gray purple clouds or wild blue with meringue clouds peaking up as they glide by…and all of this can happen in the space of one day. Beyond that picket fence are deer and coyote hiding in the brush and a border collie chasing a red ball over and over. And beyond that is the forest and then the wide water and then the unfathomable mountains. The wind blows the sun around, shakes the windchimes, ruffles the dog’s glossy black coat, sweeps the grass back and forth. ¬†Everything in motion, everything in place.

3 Responses to “Here, Now.”

  1. claire says:

    sounds like you’ve found somewhere magical and peaceful. so happy you’re out there! x

  2. I was surprised how much I liked the cool and rainy climate in Belgium. Everything was so green, the sky was moody, and I never had to wear shorts!

  3. Connie says:

    There’s no place like home . . . there’s no place like home. Except in spring when it has poured down rain every day and you want to feel the sun at last.

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