belltown

This is cute, and funny. My hubby uses it whenever he needs to tie a bow-tie. He’s been tying a bow-tie quite frequently lately, as he’s playing a character called “The Scorekeeper” in a local theatre production. (The Scorekeeper never leaves the house without his dapper bow-tie and cardigan.)

If you live in Seattle, my hubby will perform tonight at 11pm at Theatre Schmeatre (2125 3rd Ave. in Belltown).

Outside our condo, just across the street, is a parking lot.
It’s nothing to look at.
In fact, it’s quite ugly.
But beyond the parking lot is a partial skyline of our city.
The view, and the south-facing light, were part of the reason we bought this home.
Now, though, a new condo building will be constructed in that parking lot.

Construction has begun in earnest.
Every day we watch the workers, puzzle over their work.
It’s like listening to people speak in another language.
We only know they’ve leveled the steep ground,
and they’re digging a big hole and moving dirt around.

A couple days ago we puzzled over a box they made
where the sidewalk used to be.
In the box they drilled holes and filled them with rebar.
The next morning, there was the beginning of a crane outside our window.

Change means I will trade my view of city lives, blocks away,
for a new view, of city lives, viewed much closer.
We will lose the glorious, copious south-facing light that comes in our window.
For a year (or more), we will wake to the sounds of construction.

But I am learning there are yin and yang in every change,
doors that close and windows that open.
Maybe it’s the unknown that I fear, more than the change.
But it has always turned out okay before.