Home. This is the longest period in the past few days or for
the next four weeks, I will have been in the same place for more than one
night. Two over nights. Whew! I got a chance to unpack…a bit.
Washington state is interesting. If southeast Utah is a
giant box of kitty litter, and Oregon is dramatically rolling farm land,
Washington is also defined by its mountains. It’s the mountains that set its
weather pattern and economy, and the attitudes of its people.
In each of my past visits to Seattle, I’ve found a great
number of similarities to Boston, the place of my heritage. From weather
pattern, house architecture, land geology, the ocean port…yup, it’s like being
back in the northeast. Only the sun is setting over there! What’s up with that?
We over nighted in Caldwell, OR, on Thursday night, unable to
stay up for the fireworks. Heck, we nearly didn’t even make the sunset which
was 9:45 local! I remember hearing the pops of the grand finale just before
slipping off to dream land.
This morning, scratchy throat, congestion. No sniffles yet. …Drag!