Rain's song splashes
Atonal symphony plays
And the world sweeps clean
there was nothing waiting to press out. I cast about for impressions all day. I met the bird lady and her gentleman at HOJ, ran into an acquaintance I had not seen for a couple of years and we had a nice talk, catching up on the kids and life. Kris came and went with Tanner and flowers were picked up at Orchard Supply. Faint drops of precipitation dampened the pavement just enough to leave a dusty, dirt-filled scent in the air.
Today I leave for my monthly meeting with Matthew's Ministry and then desayuno para un (breakfast for one) at Hamilton's. More studio moving from the resurrecting Krista room is on the schedule. The room must be emptied by the 18th, her first of two move-back-in days.
I hope there will be more today, something more than a list of the what was's and what will be's as above reflects; something serious? humorous? inspirational? surprising?