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Mark Atwood
fallenpegasus
fallenpegasus
Somewhere that's green...
This morning, while walking out of my apt to my car, I noticed something that I had first noticed when I first came to Seattle, that had receded into imperceptibility because of it's very ubiquitousness.

I looked at the textured fakestone walls of my building. At it's covered with green growing stuff. Not completely covered, but every little bit I look at is studded with barely visible specks of green. The sidewalk, likewise. As are the wooden boards of the privacy fences.

The black asphalt of the parking lot, isn't black. It's also green. Look at it, see big green spots. Get down, and look at it closely, and every piece of gravel, where it sticks out of the tar, has a reef of barely visible green specks ringing it.

The asphalt under my Jeep, which has been parked without being moved for almost a month, is positively exploding with green fuzz. If I left it parked for a year, the asphalt will be destroyed. (Anyone who has one of those "Pavement is forever" protest bumperstickers isn't thinking very clearly.)

Every piece of dirt around here is covered with grass and moss and vine. Every piece of stone or concrete is studded with sagans of moss patches, sized at the bare limit of visibility.

I live in Oz.
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From: j5nn5r Date: October 29th, 2003 09:10 am (UTC) (Link)
The Word for the World is Forest
chemicallace From: chemicallace Date: October 29th, 2003 09:28 am (UTC) (Link)
Seattle is truly the Emerald city with grass everywhere it can go, evergreens where there are no buildings, blue-green water hugging the land and mountains of the likes where dwarfs mine gems surrounding the hills and spires of civilization.

Or, it could just be the constant moisture...
lionmage From: lionmage Date: October 29th, 2003 10:52 am (UTC) (Link)
This is one of the few things I envy you for. Although if you live in the desert long enough, you find out that it's teeming with life, too, just not the lush green kind. My house has become something of a haven for local wildlife, so my yards are full of little lizards, and I have a praying mantis that keeps coming back to visit periodically. Stuff like that.
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