I took a trip to visit with my family in Michigan. It was fantastic to connect with them and the peaceful place that is Northern Michigan.
While waiting I went through the pockets of my coat. I hadn’t worn it in years. (There isn’t need for such a coat here in the East Bay).
“Goodness gracious it’s alright”.
And I agreed and climbed back out of the freezer and returned the ice cube trays to their proper place. As well as the frozen peas.
She called me on the phone to tell me about children’s puzzles.
Connect the dots and word searches till dawn.
I called her back to convey the illustrations necessary for the book she planned to write.
The editor sent back my drawings with red pen marks in the margins.
A usual sight when seated next to me in the car with shaky wheels like my life here on the west coast.
No matter its criticism taken in my usual cool mannered stride.
See it through to next week and no matter with the rest.
She sits back down at the piano and I at the drawing table ours one in the same.
Bring it all right back home
In the pouring rain.
We cooked hotdogs on the coals of the bridge we lit up the night before. I ain’t much for ballpark franks but that was a beautiful morning.
It was my turn to go fetch the water from the river. And I did so with a smile. Laughing about the absurdity of the year.
The sun sat golden in the branches like a glowing vulture feasting on dawn.
I don’t know what else I can tell you about that day. It was good.
Almost 25% of my goal. Since April 2015.
How to make it just one more day?
My questions are infinite but the facts are plain. They walked barefoot in the snow and gave the best they had to give.
Last night while riding my bike down Telegraph in Oakland I looked up and saw an absolutely giant shooting star. I thought somewhere in the back of my mind I was forgoing moments like that by moving to a big city. It was a nice reminder that not all is as it seems and indeed once in a while you can get shown an actual light in the strangest of places.
You just need to look up.