April 29, 2002
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It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
In my years here I can’t figure out why Seattle is so wonderful during spring. Is it because the rains have brought so much nutrient to the plants that they explode with booming energy as they wave their flowery genitals in the air? Or is it that you’ve spent all summer under overcast skies in miserable drizzle, and finally, you remember what the sun looks like?
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“flowery genitals” makes me think of Georgia O’Keefe paintings.
If it’s only the plants, you’re in the right park.
Well, I don’t know from personal experience, but it may be just because, like you said, you’ve been under a dome of gloom for so long, that the green is just that much more striking. Like me, on this fishing trip…normally you wouldn’t catch me eating bologna at all; but when you’ve been out on the lake for 4 hours, and you know you’re 4 more from going in. A stale vanilla Zinger and a Tab chaser (as long as it’s cold) sounds pretty good.
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