I’m in Seattle (and Portland and Vancouver) for a couple of weeks to play some shows and write some music and meet cool folks etc, I’ve decided to make Seattle my Pacific Northwest home away from Venice. Right now, I’m on the 29th floor of a building downtown and I woke up and looked out the window and felt like a little kid. It’s snowing, and I haven’t seen snow falling from the sky in a long long long time. Obviously, I’ve had too much time in sunny southern California because these snowflakes may as well be coming from Jupiter with how foreign they look to me.
I forgot how peaceful it is to watch little snow flakes gently float to the ground, and I really don’t like forgetting things like that, but then again, I do like re-discovering things like that.
I hope you’re warm and well.