Is the move from big cities permanent?

Map of the US

My son and a number of my friends have asked what I think about all these people moving out of cities. Well, a Twitter friend, Bernie, posted this to his blog today: Iowa shows why the move from big cities may be only temporary. I agree with his assessment: cities offer more than affordability. I lived for the better part of 10 years in downtown Seattle and loved it. Arts and culture are a part of my soul. Having galleries, coffee shops, restaurants a short walk away delighted me deeply. One my favorite times in my life.

Anyway, Bernie references an article that looks at Iowan politics that might impeded this desire to attract the coastal urban dwellers to the mid-west*: Wood: About that public narrative we’re crafting to attract out-of-state people to move to Des Moines. Summation: the state’s anti-progressive agenda will impede growth. It’s an interesting point of view. For me, personally, politics might be a part, but, ultimately, the whole urban west coast thing is who I am. Even if they had the fastest internet on earth, I doubt I’d be heading east in a U-Haul.

 

*As a life-long west-coaster, I have long loved calling the middle part of the US the middle-east. 

A Friday Haiku

amongst fallen leaves
mushrooms sneak their way skyward
finches hunt for food

Laden By Rain

now laden by rain
bowed by gravity’s demands
longing for sunlight

Saw this flower on one of my recent walks. The rain had it bowed over. This haiku came forth.

An Autumn Rose

in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer

 

The Day’s Rain

now walking at night

the day’s rain has faded

such grace in silence

Autumnal Rain

Autumnal Rain
Autumnal Rain: A Haiku

summer’s grace
in autumnal rain
forgotten

Walking in a neighborhood park past play equipment that often fills with delighted children, now sits empty. Have children forgotten such things?

Early Morning

the arriving dawn
early morning silence
the sound of home

A view from my neighborhood. Seattle’s murky skies: my vision of home. One of them, at least.

A windy, rainy night

wind dancing through firs
rain taps upon my window
night drifts to the west

Tis a rainy Seattle night, what we’re famous for.

Image crafted with Adobe Spark, Lora font.

Friday Morning Near Seattle

within dawn’s grey light
rise and meet our potential
calling geese move south

This morning greet with grey skies; very common on Seattle’s autumns. A weekend filled with rain awaits. Many rain drenched memories arise. Cafes, such sanctuaries of warmth.

Nice Weather For Ducks: Today’s Musical Interlude

Weather for October 4, 2020
It’s looking like rain

Looking like it will be a damp and dreary day. A lovely day for ducks, methinks. Which often makes me think of this song by the British electro-pop duo, Lemon Jelly.

I do find the song delightfully charming. I’m deeply grateful to John Richards at KEXP for introducing me to this song, along with so many other great ones.