Saturday, January 06, 2007

in transit

Leave one place, find another. Wake up, looking out on the alley and the house next door. It’s warm, inside and out. I crack the window. Mmmm, breezes, good breezes, gentle breezes.

How unpredictable it all is!

One last stop, with daughters, picking out sale items on a clothes rack. I learn from them. They steer me to the good stuff in life.

Oh, don’t let’s leave yet… there’s an Italian café, maybe a latte for the drive back?

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It’s an easy drive. Three hours. I have done it maybe 159 times in my life, maybe more. Surely more.

We buy vegetables, grill them, eat them. Home, back at the loft.

2 comments:

  1. How long with the daughters be in Madison? It'd be great to see them when I get back next week.

    Enjoy the warm breezes!

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  2. What's nocciola? Stracciatella?

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