Earthwork by Robert Morris, Johnson Pit #30
Like I mentioned in my previous post, the year is already rapidly flying by. I turned 21 yesterday and I'm not quite sure how the date snuck up on me so quickly. It feels like it was New Year's Eve just last week, when I drove up to Seattle with great friends for dim sum, Totokaelo and book shopping. Arlo Guthrie playing on the radio as we detoured into Kent along the way to run all around this incredible Earthwork until we were exhausted and starving. Even though by the time we got home I was so tired that I only managed to stay awake to see the first few minutes of the new year, it was the best way I could imagine ending and beginning the year.
