Gorgeous, gorgeous day in Seattle. All sun, blue skies and not a hint of cloud to be seen. The day was beckoning me to sit outside, in a garden or at the very least, under the trees near a glade. But I set my face (and heart) as flint and trudged with my 50-lb backpack to the library. My friend & classmate had situated herself in a great corner, though, near all these glass walls and huge windows. To my happy surprise, I could view the garden and trees! I was envious of the Ultimate Frisbee players though, that's for sure.

The library closes early on Saturday at 5pm. I had to leave. What a disappointment! Should I head over to one of the coffeehouses on The Ave (rhymes w/ "have") or drive to Starbucks? (They're open until midnight.) Or worse, the 24-hour "undergrad underground" library? The sun was still out though! My apartment doesn't have much of a view... not an issue when it's gray and drizzly. But today, could I really let the sun slip me by? There was all this work to be done... and I was surprisingly productive and awake.

I went home, opened all the blinds and windows.... and it really looks different. I usually resort to the halogen floor lamp, but... wow... it was now dusk and there was this golden haze throughout the place, quite unfamiliar to me. I took a moment to soak it in. I settled in my pink-and-red-rose-print reading chair, flipped through my purely-indulgent, flowery (as in gardens, travel, teas, home-decorating, etc) magazine and stopped at an article on the benefits of green tea. I broke out my cannister of jasmine tea leaves, poured myself a steaming cup of tea (adding milk and sugar, which I highly recommend) and sat in the sinking sunlight for a few more minutes.

Then, it was gone. Heaven on earth, fifteen minutes at a time.