I don't want to be back...
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liralen... but I am.
Two weeks in Washington and No Rain! Though we asked for it going right after the fourth of July. Plus we spent one of those two weeks out East by Lake Winatchee, so we were pretty much doomed from the start.
Jet got one day and night with his grandparents before the relatives started coming in, and then he had a good, quiet, three days with them at the end. He developed excellent balance, quicker climbing skills, and much louder vocal abilities (it's hard to talk over a crowd of 25, sometimes) during the two weeks. And he seemed to have a blast, but he's sleeping much better at home now that we're back. Though, the first night we were in Seattle, Jet slept through the night without getting up once... I guess the humidity and coolness helped.
We had a blast. There was the gradual gathering of the relatives, a surprise arrival of a 'brother' from France and his nephew from Germany, a house completely filled with people, then the trip out to the mountains, a white water rafting trip, swimming in the lake, and way too much eating. Just time to talk, visit, and know people better. Then everyone went their separate ways and John and I got to do only a handful of the thousand and two things we wanted to do while back where we felt at home. I did get to do something unexpected, which was eat Columbia River smelt, simply griddle fried with fries and I got to visit the Dilettante and have cocoa and a Daquoise with japonaise (an almond cream) and a rich butter cake. To do everything would probably mean moving back, we figure.
We did get to see MIB II and Minority Report, and MIB II was pretty. Minority Report was smart, intelligently filmed, fast, gritty, and utterly terrifying for this mother of a young son. But it was an excellent movie. I'm glad I saw it.
I now have only 400 emails to wade through, I guess the vacation message was working well. Back to work...
Two weeks in Washington and No Rain! Though we asked for it going right after the fourth of July. Plus we spent one of those two weeks out East by Lake Winatchee, so we were pretty much doomed from the start.
Jet got one day and night with his grandparents before the relatives started coming in, and then he had a good, quiet, three days with them at the end. He developed excellent balance, quicker climbing skills, and much louder vocal abilities (it's hard to talk over a crowd of 25, sometimes) during the two weeks. And he seemed to have a blast, but he's sleeping much better at home now that we're back. Though, the first night we were in Seattle, Jet slept through the night without getting up once... I guess the humidity and coolness helped.
We had a blast. There was the gradual gathering of the relatives, a surprise arrival of a 'brother' from France and his nephew from Germany, a house completely filled with people, then the trip out to the mountains, a white water rafting trip, swimming in the lake, and way too much eating. Just time to talk, visit, and know people better. Then everyone went their separate ways and John and I got to do only a handful of the thousand and two things we wanted to do while back where we felt at home. I did get to do something unexpected, which was eat Columbia River smelt, simply griddle fried with fries and I got to visit the Dilettante and have cocoa and a Daquoise with japonaise (an almond cream) and a rich butter cake. To do everything would probably mean moving back, we figure.
We did get to see MIB II and Minority Report, and MIB II was pretty. Minority Report was smart, intelligently filmed, fast, gritty, and utterly terrifying for this mother of a young son. But it was an excellent movie. I'm glad I saw it.
I now have only 400 emails to wade through, I guess the vacation message was working well. Back to work...
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Date: 2002-07-25 10:47 pm (UTC)Sorry your heart hurts. I know the feeling. I have been living in the city for a few years now and am miserable. I long for the woods, for a garden, for quiet nights and star-filled skies. To live under the trees.
So what will you do? Will you move back to Seattle? I hope you find the place that's right for you, and the work to support you in living there.
hugs!
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Date: 2002-07-26 12:08 pm (UTC)Yeah. You understand. Though the night skies here are far more spectacular than anything that was ever possible in Seattle. With the clear, dry skies, no water haze, the huge horizon, and being a mile closer to the sky, the stars pour out into the darkness like diamonds flung by a billionaire before his true love.
I will miss the sky, here. It's larger than can be seen at not just one look but even a dozen.
But, yeah, I miss the comfort of trees. Trees that are actually comfortable with where they grew, there before humans came along, naturally a part of where they fell as seed. Here, all the trees have to be watered, nurtured, so many seemed forced to stand alone and courageous in a place they were never intended to live. Poor things.
We'll move back to the NorthWet, someday. I don't know when, but it pulls. I sometimes think it's like how the sea pulled at Legolas. *grin* While it pulls, I will still explore the places I'm given and take what delight I can from it. Still, I know I'll go back