some full moon

My life for the past week. notably the past few days, has been so hectic and full of stuff (more about that later) that I am completely relishing zoning out in my dark bedroom in some mundane pleasures. I'm listening to the new Stereolab album in my pajamas under the light of the full moon and the glow of my laptop screen, and I'm enjoying the guilt-free simplicity of music, internet, soft bed, and full moon.

I have a kind of cool view out of my giant bedroom picture window. It looks to the east through a screen of large rhododendrons that screen the traffic on the street. I like being able to see through the backsides of the shrubs- because plants grow angled toward the light, it's like looking from underneath petticoats- the undersides of an umbrella of leaves supported on long, thin twigs. Its a rare view, really, when you think of it. We're not often under bushes like that, and especially not regularly like I am in my bed. The view is also cool because on the uphill side I have a lovely vine maple, which is turning lovely flamey hues right now, and on the downhill side, behind an apartment building, I can see the top of the Space Needle, which makes me happy. When the streetlight is on above my building, the light filters through the leaves in a lovely glow-ey way, and when it flickers out, as it regularly does, I enjoy the city lights more. Tonight, there is a lovely full moon, which was absolutely giant when it rose this evening in the east, but is steadily making its way up to its zenith and is now nearly out of view (from my pillow).

I'm recovering from the past week which found me scrambling to get a ridiculous pile of things done at the same time. I spent the weekend finishing a bunch of restoration planting plans to present at a meeting today, and in the week leading up to this weekend and in the wee hours of last night I found myself pulling together my portfolio to submit to the New York office in the transfer effort so I can start talking with them tomorrow. I ended up facilitating an office childhood photo contest and happy hour event thursday which absorbed way too much time, and I may be presenting at California's APA (American Planning Association) conference in LA next week... it's all feeling a little ridiculous and I'm just a bit worn out.


I was able to take a couple hours out yesterday and go enjoy the warm weather (whose days are quite numbered) and sunset at the viewpoint at the southwest of Upper Queen Anne yesterday evening. I had planned on reading on my blanket, but the sunset was so beautiful the entire time I was there that I ended up staying plugged in to good music and just laying on my blanket in the grass, overlooking the sound and Olympic Mountains as the sky morphed through various sorbet-hued renditions of itself. As excited as I am to make this move, I was really... well, moved at the sight of the Northwest like that. There are great things here I'll miss a lot. This really is an unusually beautiful place, and a little Sigur Ros piped in behind nice weather might make you cry, too, even if you're perfectly content.

I've got to get some sleep.