|View of Smith Tower from Yesler (Bail Bond Lane)|
Smith Tower (for those of you who don't live in Seattle) was one of the first skyscrapers (at 42 stories), one of the tallest buildings in the world outside of New York City. Granted, this was 1914 and a lot has changed since then. It's a beautiful white terra cotta building with bronze window sashes and the best views of the city in the city. Above the office building itself, there is a pyramid-shaped 4 story apartment, and above that is an immense globe with a light bulb. It's a lot like a lighthouse: a relatively small bulb reflecting in a glass globe to magnify its light.
Mostly it's white, sometimes it's purple (Go Dawgs), and for a good long time it's green. I always look forward to the green season, the advent of the Christmas and winter holidays. Usually, on the day after Thanksgiving, the big white star on the building atop Beacon Hill's Veteran's building is lit up and the light on the top of the Smith Tower becomes green. I love that.
This year, I noticed on the Monday after Thanksgiving, that the light hadn't yet been lit, the bulb was dark. I figured they must have been changing the bulb and looked forward to the later lighting of the globe. Tuesday morning, still no lit light. So, I ran into a man mopping the front entryway to the building and told him the light was out. He looked at me as if I was a little crazy but said, "Okay. I'll look into it." Imagine what he'd have to go through to change the bulb!
The next day it was still dark, but that night, on the ferry going home, there it was! All alight and green, floating above the skyline, slightly to the right of the rest of the city. Finally! Yes, I am totally sure that I am the reason we had a green light for the holiday season.
It's still up there, all green and beautiful, and I've never really noticed when it goes back to its "regular" color. Maybe on the 12th day of Christmas? Epiphany? I'll notice this year! It'll be the first thing I see standing in the dark windows, drinking my coffee.
A few more favorite books for grown-ups - again, they are listed in order of when read, not by how much I loved them. To repeat something I wrote a very long time ago: I don't write about books I wouldn't buy for my family. I don't have the time (or the desire) to read something that doesn't captivate me immediately. That's why it seems like I love (almost) everything I read; I just don't read the others!
Okay, that's it for now. There's been no recompense for these reviews.