Seattle, After the Rain

By Anna Vodicka

February 6, 2017

Seattle, After the Rain

To the birds, we must look like ants at a picnic, the way we crawl from our dark caves and run crazed for sidewalks and grassy parks, which hours ago sat empty. According to the news, it’s the wettest winter on record, which is saying a lot for Seattle. In fact, the birds are probably too busy air-drying their wings to notice us—the shirtless man who dances acrobatic circles around the statue of the Black Hole Sun, swinging a sword like a hyper samurai, while the girl in long pigtails and a red t-shirt plays acoustic guitar and sings to the wind and anyone else who will listen, which, today, is everyone, because today we are ants, we are purpose-driven angels haloed by a yellow light, a benevolent god who reigns in the holy clear skies above, and it is the lunch hour, and we are all hungry for the sounds of birds and men dancing and girls in red t-shirts singing for every stranger under the sun.

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Lovely piece.

[When our son came home from Seattle after his first term at the UW, he said he didn't understand what people were complaining about with "all the rain" in Seattle. Seattle used to have 35"/year when I was a girl. He grew up where we live now on the Oregon coast, where we have from 65" of rain in a year to double that.]
Jan Priddy at 8:09am EST - February 6, 2017
Lovely observation on life and weather. We have a son in Seattle. We've seen glorious sunny days there and torrential rain. I remember living in Michigan and yearning to be outdoors on sunny work days because warmth and sun were so hard to come by.
Claudia Geagan at 11:10am EST - February 6, 2017
I love this!
Brian Kane at 12:52pm EST - February 6, 2017
This paragraph is song like, Anna. A beautiful mini Seattle overture... and that's the best longest sentence I've read in years:) A visual delight to imagine.
Angela von Werder at 6:28pm EST - February 6, 2017
Anna, How I agree with Angela. Well said! What a Spirit lifter, your grace-full pen!
Peggy Cameron at 8:07pm EST - February 6, 2017
You so well describe the ambivalence that is Seattle, Anna: one of the most beautiful cities anywhere, when THE mountain and its cousins are out, and when spring blossoms tease Seattleites outside. I can feel the joy of the day in your words. Gracias.
Sally B. Quirk at 8:39pm EDT - July 24, 2017

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