Picking it up was interesting...not because it was particularly difficult to move, but because the person selling it lived in one of those artist lofts that are almost a stereotype: urban, downtown, ex-warehouse building, tall ceilings/windows, etc. I felt kind of a weird freshman-among-seniors vibe (if that makes sense). Like these people are all Real Artists because they live in Lofts in a Gritty Urban Area and they are Serious. I can visit cities, but I don't want to live there. I grew up wandering around in the woods and I need open space (and my horse who doubles as my therapist). So the timing of this article (via Garden Rant) was fortunate. Not that cities are necessarily bad, but I felt a little more justified in my decision to live and work where I do.
In other news, it snowed yesterday. I'm annoyed that it snowed but considering that this is what it looked like in Spokane (below) around the time we left a few weeks ago, I think I can handle an inch.