Sunday, June 21, 2009

and so it begins

i've only been in the city for an afternoon and i've already discovered so many wonders. san francisco is such a beautiful city. not as green as seattle but it makes up for it in my mind with its expanse of beautiful houses. every hillside is covered with a mulitcolored patchwork of architecture, each with its own character and charm. no cookie cutter houses here

my aunt and i went on a brisk walk this evening before dinner, and aside from the fantastic views from noe valley, i really felt at peace with how this summer is going to unfold. realizing my comfort in this house, a house i have known my whole life with family that have known me just as long, is very exciting and really puts myself in a good place to jump into work tomorrow with gusto.

i unpacked and set up my room today. i'm lucky enough to share a room with a bowflex machine who i hope will become my friend this summer. even better than this is that i have an old turntable and sound system right next to my bed. i unpacked to the band and michael jackson, but there's a wealth of original 60s and 70s vinyl to be discovered here!

i forgot about how lush the backyard is. our childhood sandbox has been turned into an herb garden, there's lettuce, squash, and broccoli planted haphazardly, and nasturshums are growing everywhere else except for the logan berry plot. the best part of the backyard is the view of the entire city (pictures to come) and the treehouse that dylan used to use in elementary school. i have a weird but awesome fascination for treehouses, so i forsee this as a potential reading anc city-gazing hideout.

tomorrow i start work at shinnyo-en. i'll be venturing into a 12 hour day at the national conference on volunteering and service which should be exciting, stimulating, and exhausting(http://www.volunteeringandservice.org/). more to come about this! all i know is that work life and home life are going to be equally gratifying and exciting. coming home to watch the sunset over san francisco and play a few songs on my aunt's original 1970s guitar doesn't sound to shabby to me and i'm sure i will relish in it all