We couldn't take Buster The Dog in for his ear surgery yesterday because we had not witheld food and so I'm about to take him in this morning.
So odd to think of how life goes on here exactly as it always does while so much of the Northeast is being rocked and socked into a state of chaos and wind and water and powerlessness and one emergency after another and it is truly life and death and here, well, I contemplate the soup I'll make tonight with the roasted vegetables I made last night and how the way they smelled as they cooked filled my house so completely that every time I woke up from sleep I could still smell them and it was a powerful aromatherapy of curry and garlic and sometime, in the middle of the night, I decided to roast a chicken to go with that soup tonight- such a small tiny plan that made me happy.
It is clear here today and chilly and Buster is scratching himself, his tags rattling, the roosters are crowing and the heat is on, purring away.
Should I put plain yogurt into the soup or go crazy and get some goat cheese?
I feel guilty, thinking about such lovely things while elsewhere devastation greets the dawn.
Well, this, too, is life and some time in the future we will be the ones facing a hurricane's aftermath while the New York City subways will rumble as if they'd never been bathed in Sandy's waters.
But be safe, all of you who probably can't even read this because you have no power. Somehow know that we are thinking of you, even as we go about our regular, insanely-beautiful-in-their-normalcy lives.
Love...Ms. Moon
Isn't that the way of it all the time? Some people are going about in their daily regular lives while others are facing adversity. You and I have both lived through many a hurricane but I can't even imagine a hurricane with snow and cold!
ReplyDelete"I feel guilty, thinking about such lovely things while elsewhere devastation greets the dawn."
ReplyDeleteOne of my creative writing professors once asked me, "Why are all of your characters so ridden with guilt? Why do you make them feel responsible for every bad thing that has ever happened... ever?"
I still don't have an answer for that, but at least I'm now aware that I think that way.
I said all that to say this: use the goat cheese!
I read somewhere that we can't help anything by feeling bad about everything and I think there's some truth in that. I do think the world needs more chicken soup energy. With goat cheese, of course.
ReplyDeleteI'd go with the damn goat cheese. Can't go wrong with goat cheese.
ReplyDeleteLove,
SB
Feeling a weird guilt here on the other coast. Palm trees with fronds like slow seductive arms. Water like a mirror. Blue cloudless sky.
ReplyDeleteI'm with SB. Live it up. Goat cheese.
Out here on another planet, it seems surreal.
ReplyDeleteThe sun is shining here!
ReplyDeleteGlad to know all my loves are safe back there, that most have power. Thinking of those underwater, though. It is strange how our lives continue because they have to - work and responsibilities never end.
I say go for the goat cheese.
xo
Soup is sounding really good. It is getting cold here.
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