In early November, I will have lived in Seattle for ten years.

My first full-time job was in Fremont. I was a mediocre-to-lousy office manager. I tried hard. Just not in an area where my considerable efforts can really do much good.

When I walked this part of the Burke Gilman every day, the dinosaurs only had ivy on their ankles. Leafy legwarmers. This is the only naked part left.

This is what ten years of ivy looks like.

Human growth and change… well, that’s a little harder to measure.