Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Another Pearl In This String Of Life
A very good day and somehow I can feel a change creeping up on me. I am not sure what it means if anything, but even with my normal crazy, I am thinking things out.
I had such a good visit with my May. She is too much like me, which scares me, which delights me. Which makes me wish I could pour all of my accumulated wisdom into her heart, but I realize that her wisdom outshines mine. She brought me a silver heart locket with an oyster-found pearl in it and a note, rolled up and tucked in.
I gave her eggs and peppers and soup.
I am realizing things. I am trying to pay attention.
The electricity went out and Mr. Moon took me to supper and it was lovely. It was so sweet to go out and sit across a table from him, to order food, to share, to laugh.
Still no rain here, despite ominous skies and thunder which sent the hens scurrying.
This life. This life.