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Under the cherry blossoms

After an early morning coffee at Zoka’s in Greenlake, and a brisk walk around said lake, I’m off to the University of Washington to see the 30 or so 70-year-old Yoshino cherry trees in blossom on the UW Quad.

If you’ve never been out under an orchard of ancient cherry trees in full blossom, it’s an amazing experience. The video above is from last year, but if you want to see some spectacular shots from this year, check out JeiShi’s post for the total “you are there” feeling.

Of course UW’s beautiful architecture out on the quad only heightens the experience! I plan to peek in on the library as well too. It’s what writers do. Poke around in musty stacks, drawing inspiration. But the Library itself is inspiration enough for me. Just sitting there, breathing in the grandeur.

After this time of esoteric reflection, I’m off to Luly Yang‘s to do something more down to earth, ie, pick up a little something for Fling to unwrap when he gets back . . .

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Life Lessons from Opera

Carmen was right, Love truly is like a rebellious bird that you can never hope to tame. I realize that sitting here flipping through a Dec 2011 copy of Architectural Digest.

I’ve never become interested in anyone because of their looks. So it shouldn’t be that I’d wish to meet a man based on how his pied-à-terre is decorated. But so it is. As I turn the pages and gaze at the photos, a warm, peaceful, “I’m home.” feeling comes over me. It’s followed by the realization that someone else feels exactly the same.

Admittedly, the project benefited from his considerable assets and the meticulous execution of the design team, but none of this changes the fact it was his vision of home. I’ve stumbled across a kindred spirit. And yet . . . .

He’s built in Napoli. Hmm? No, I shouldn’t build a home in Naples. Not even a pied-à-terre. Sigh. We’re not suited after all. And Love is off, kiting on the winds of fate and chance, again.