Confession: Last week, despite my pleasant chat about tasty foods, was the infernal underworld for missing my son. He is away on a long canoe trip with his group, so we’re not getting letters and I keep thinking about alligators and capsizing and oh, Lord, how I miss him. Between that and hormones, I became, briefly, the kind of person who would like to bite chunks out of people. And then laugh.
Imagine the profound sense of relief I felt (perhaps I should say, my family felt) when this week, life turned a corner. I cried with friends. I talked to Ryan. I spent time luxuriating in the sun.
Against such a backdrop, yesterday was the most lovely of quiet spring days. I’ll show you.
I went for a long walk with this charming young lady. And we ate our lunch on the porch.
Hers: plain food, just the way she likes it.
Mine: a kingly salad with greens, red peppers, grapes, cucumber, strips of beef, hard-boiled eggs, cheddar.
Sometimes the beauty grows in other people’s lawns…
…and sometimes in my own.
Did you know that this is my house?
And here are my favorite toes, in her favorite socks.
We are doing almost everything together these days; she is hanging tight to Mama. If I turn around, I bump into her.
I took another walk through the beautiful Allegheny College campus, while Kelly had her piano lesson. Two people looked into my eyes and smiled.
Dinner was Mongolian Beef Ramen… a new favorite around here.
I could live in this climate and weather for months. It will probably only last three days.
So bye. I am going out for another walk.