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