Peeking through blinds
![Peeking through blinds](/content/images/size/w2000/wordpress/2020/05/QuarantineViewsMoonSun-001.jpg)
It’s getting hot in Seattle. I wasn’t ready for it. I need to buy a fan. My apartment gets toasty. I wonder how much prices increase for fans at this time of year.
I started a new show on Netflix – Peaky Blinders. It’s good, with a solid cast, but I don’t think I’m going to keep watching, at least not now. I love seeing the dynamics of organized crime, social unrest, communism, and Irish independence against the backdrop of 1920s Birmingham. It’s an interesting link to the last show I watched, Babylon Berlin. Thus far, though, it’s just not doing it for me. Maybe I’ll come back to it.
I was watching Peaky Blinders last night, stuffing my face with a slice (or three) of pizza, when I looked out my window. I have a good view of some Capitol Hill radio towers. I call them radio towers, but I don’t really know what they are. I’ve seen a few sets of these in Seattle. There’s another prominent group of them in Queen Anne. Anyone reading this right now is thinking, correctly, that I’m an idiot. Those are X towers you moron, they’re everywhere! My real point is that their prominence and positioning in Seattle seems pretty unique, and I like seeing them.
Anyways, I did a double-take. Honest to goodness double-take. I saw an intense orange glow. If you’ve ever taken a road-trip, speeding along late at night, you’ve probably passed a power plant or some other structure in the middle of nowhere that is lit up and looks like some alien spaceship. The radio towers had that look to them.
![The rare sun moon. Capitol Hill, 10 May 2020.](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5a71229df9a61eb777aa9262/1589132553778-6AV6M1WLETR6IGYDOBML/ke17ZwdGBToddI8pDm48kMFiMyT1nneRMhnmfuSfpxZ7gQa3H78H3Y0txjaiv_0fDoOvxcdMmMKkDsyUqMSsMWxHk725yiiHCCLfrh8O1z4YTzHvnKhyp6Da-NYroOW3ZGjoBKy3azqku80C789l0mlM0or4nqX7jrn5yWu0hA1QXedaIFqnAbw_tQShHbKg4-O_KAc44ak5jGzrnn7f3A/Quarantine+Views+Moon+Sun-001.jpg)
The rare sun moon. Capitol Hill, 10 May 2020.
My deductive reasoning powers were firing on all cylinders. Hmm, I took a photo of the moon over those towers the other night. I bet it’s the moon rising. Sure enough, it was. And man was that moon hauling ass. I hopped up and grabbed my camera. It was a nice few minutes watching the moon rise.
I wish I were better at math and astronomy. If I were, I’d understand why the moon seems to race upward when it’s at the horizon, but it’ll reach a point where it seems to just chill out for a while. I know it has to do with perspective, angles, rotation, and Selene’s whims.