Seattlelove
Today is how you think Seattle will be. My favorite word to describe this weather is overcast, because it's not just that the skies are grey: no, they are so thickly grey that you can't imagine there is blue sky beyond the greyness. Not clouds, greyness. There is no division between masses of evaporated water so you can't actually discern that this is, in fact, just a mass of evaporated water. You mistake it for the sky, and this sky seems lower, closer; and in fact it is. There isn't rain, but mist. In Seattle we truly walk inside clouds. I like it. It's like a blanket, it feels secure as you sit on your couch with a heating pad behind your aching back while page after page of theory threatens to disassemble your mind.
Yesterday it was blueskiedandclear (prize for anyone who gets that reference), an absolute stunner of a fall day, small wisps of clouds woven through here and there. In the previous weeks the changing weather gave us incredible, long, dramatic clouds and the air felt so weightless that I walked with Will and Boots through a field on Vashon thinking I was going to be lifted up off my feet by it.
The blanket will be the most prevalent cloudform for the next 6 months, this is what I am used to, this is my comfort. Sometimes in San Francisco I would feel that feeling you have when you are dreaming that you've gone to work or school and forgotten to put clothes on. I used to describe the sky there as atomic, though it's not a very good descriptor, there you have it. When the fog would come, people would ask if it reminded me of Seattle; you'd think it would, but it didn't. The fog fronts (they had a name for it there, I don't remember it) would roll in and cover the city, and it was beautiful. But it wasn't a complete blanket, it had edges that you could see.
As I write this the blanket is turning pink. The sun is setting. Time to get back to theory.
Yesterday it was blueskiedandclear (prize for anyone who gets that reference), an absolute stunner of a fall day, small wisps of clouds woven through here and there. In the previous weeks the changing weather gave us incredible, long, dramatic clouds and the air felt so weightless that I walked with Will and Boots through a field on Vashon thinking I was going to be lifted up off my feet by it.
The blanket will be the most prevalent cloudform for the next 6 months, this is what I am used to, this is my comfort. Sometimes in San Francisco I would feel that feeling you have when you are dreaming that you've gone to work or school and forgotten to put clothes on. I used to describe the sky there as atomic, though it's not a very good descriptor, there you have it. When the fog would come, people would ask if it reminded me of Seattle; you'd think it would, but it didn't. The fog fronts (they had a name for it there, I don't remember it) would roll in and cover the city, and it was beautiful. But it wasn't a complete blanket, it had edges that you could see.
As I write this the blanket is turning pink. The sun is setting. Time to get back to theory.
posted by Ariel Sunday, October 23, 2005
2 Comments:
I know what you mean about the fog in SF. The way it would roll over the hills, esp. standing in the Mission, watching it pour over Twin Peaks, knowing that up in the Haight it was thick like a wet sponge. When there was no fog the clouds would race across the sky from the ocean towards the Bay and then back again as things warmed up. It was like a Jim Jarmuch film.
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