The signs of economic prosperity are hard to miss. Every time I walk around downtown Seattle these days, old buildings are being demolished to make room for new ones. The demolition of the Galland Building, with its entry way still in tact, caught my eye last Thursday.
This building was built in 1906 to house retail and department stores. It was part of the commercial expansion that occurred due to local economic prosperity after the Klondike Gold Rush and in tandem with explosive population growth and suburban residential development. (Ironic isn’t it that the building is being torn down to make way for a different commercial expansion?)
Seeing the building destroyed makes me a bit sad. I like the architecture of this era; it’s part of what makes Seattle feel like Seattle to me. We are people of the logger, prospectors, pick-yourself-up-from-the-gutter opportunists… The buildings from the early 20th century embody this spirit for me. I’m also sad because this was a rare example of the turn-of-the-century department store building. It will be replaced with something not-so-rare. Functional, yes. But boring.
If you’re interested, you can read more about the building’s history and the original owner – Caroline Kline Galland – here. (Warning: This page is a bit difficult to read, owing to the horrible text layout.)
Since moving to our new house, we’ve learned that chickens are pretty easy to care for. Feed them, water them, let them run around in the lawn occasionally, collect eggs daily, clean out the coop weekly, repeat.
Last week, though, we noticed that our austrolorp had taken up residence in the nesting box, and boy was she was ornery! When I tried nudging her out she would just fluff her feathers, growl and peck at me. Hmmm…
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Our new year’s resolution was to not buy any wine and only drink what we already had in our collection. So far, we’ve only been half-way successful. Two and a half months in, we haven’t bought any wine. Yay! But thanks to wine leftover after two parties and a generous gift from our realtor, we hadn’t touched the wine in our collection. Boo!
That changed last week, when Nick stopped by Grape Choice, where our wine is being temporarily stored, and brought home a case filled with some real gems.
We tried to remember when we bought the bottle pictured above and concluded that it must have been around the time we got married. As we took the first sip, we were blown away by how absolutely perfect it was. We thought about how some things have to take time in order to be good. They need to be fostered and fermented.
In a few weeks, Nick and I will celebrate 20 years together. (Crazy, I know!) Maybe it’s the nostalgia talking, but I think like wine, relationships get better with age, too.
With the right amount of tending, our hard edges soften and make room for acceptance, forgiveness, and respect. We learn to savor the unique qualities of our friends and partners instead of wishing they were something else. Our patience, loyalty, and connections grow.
Let’s drink it in!
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