For those of you watching the news, we have not floated out to sea. We had a beautiful snow fall followed by four days of torrential downpour. Found a few leaks, and held our breathe as the driveway filled with water. But now, we are warm and fairly dry, by Seattle standards, and ready to ring in Christmas and the New Year. One year ago Christmas, we were visiting family in St. Charles, Missouri. We were deciding whether to move to Seattle. Coincidentally, St. Charles is the site of the Lewis' and Clark's departure on the Columbia River. W
hile we can't compare our journey to their hardships (we flew over the Rockies, for example) I do feel as though a year-long odyssey has come to an end. In Oregon this summer we hiked part of Lewis and Clark's final trail to
the sea. I do hope the symbolic parallels end there since Clark went on to have about ten kids, and Lewis suffered depression and killed himself. I think we'll just drink eggnog and listen to tunes.Postscript:
These scenes of domesticity are all well and good, but lest we forget about the rock and the roll, here is what we've been up to musically. Since I'm hardly on the cutting edge these days, I apologize if my musical picks are soooo last week. We saw Iron and Wine on Monday night. Totally awesome! Califone opened which took us back to the days of Red Red Meat at the Empty Bottle. (we love you in Chicago!) We recently saw The Bird and the Bee. Sister C. turned me on to these guys. Not to be missed if they are coming your way. And, be on the look out for Kate Tucker and the Sons of Sweden, a local band with a beautiful sound.
