After a couple of days of cold rain, his bones decided for him. The heat was back on.
And after a walk in the morning with the pups, his bones decided for him again. A hot bath to soak in….and that book he’d been meaning to finish.
He came to know a few things over those few days. Scratch that. He came to feel a few things over those few days.
He smiled thinking about the pace of life. Back then. Now.
What was top of mind. Back then. Now.
He sat in the kitchen at the butcher block typing these words, listening to the birds outside, the hum of the refrigerator fan, the occasional drip from the sink, and the dogs breathing heavily in the next room.
He finished up his morning water, with coffee calling his name and a crow cawing outside.
Hello Friday.
It's worth repeating...
I said this awhile back.
I said it again this morning.
It's worth repeating, if only to myself.
I love what can't be measured.
I find myself leaning into whatever or whomever that might be.
If I'm lucky, hopefully I'll meet you there.
He carried the sun...
He carried the sun.
And everywhere he went, wild seeds grew.
Two dogs and a man walked down the road...
22 hours ago
Two dogs and a man walked down the road…
…each pulling in a different direction
…each fueled by their gut instinct.
One led by his nose.
One led by his sight.
One led by his heart.
No path better than the other.
Thoughts [if any] adrift.
All feel.
Each of them…pulling.
The sun shined.
The birds sang.
Cars rushed past with a destination somewhere else.
The walk took them…
…and in time, delivered them home.
Each of them…pulling.
No path better than the other.
Despite Us...
Birds chirped.
Crows cawed.
A lone squirrel walked a wire.
The wind blew.
The trees swayed.
The sun shined.
Spring didn’t knock at the door.
She arrived and poured herself inside.
Filling the space.
No crevice left untouched.
Making herself at home.
Hugging everything along the way.
…despite us.