porch twilight

it's just before dark, light enough to see clearly enough across the street at the yellow house porch but gittin dark soon.

i have friends. we had dinner at takosushi. i have a husband. he is nise. and he is not here. but it is his porch i sit and look at the light blue sky with some pink in it with dark green treens framing the pieces of sky i can see.

there is noise in the yard that sounds like either bird wings or a closer bug. past that sound is the traffic going across on walton way.

i used to be that traffic. for over ten years i passed hurriedly, on my way to baby bransford.

now i slowly amble down walton way when i turn right on highland, awaiting my driveway in a meaningful and cautious fashion. as i am want to do.

new testament

i just reread chapter 31 and hebrews.

am rereading chapter 32 and james, peter 1 and 2, and jude. hey jude. can't help myself. don't be afraid.

yes, indeed.

david had a car accident yesterday in mexico when a mexican hit him as the mexican tried to pass him while he was turning left.

ay, caramba! don't be afraid, you say?

yeah, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i shall fear no evil. for thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me, and they give me peace.

these are good words, comfort and strength and unaloneness.

ishi.

whew

dear hedda, dear hedda, you have no complaints
you are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
so listen up buster, and listen up good
stop wishing for bad luck
and knockin on wood
signed
dear abby

now don't ask me WHY that john prine song came to mind because i know you're not wishing for bad luck or knocking on wood.
well i spose i do know. the client who came in when we were on the phone came in for financial advice and ended up spilling her guts about personal things.
i just dunno sometimes. whatchagonnado.

tomorrow i'm meeting karin and mary and prolly laurie and maybe others at bistro so i need to finish reading efm tonight.

i was starved when i got home so i had three cold boiled shrimp and a dozen or so crab fingers (the little bitty pieces of crab) and a little cottage cheese with some apple and a few pistachios. that's some damned fine stuff.

no i didn't call the flower lady yet but will in the a.m. or p.m. really. maybe i'll call diana to do it. i have a dental appt at 8 am and a meeting from 8:30 till 1 and another at 2.

but i'll manage to call.