Solo

I’m just in from a twirl about town.
I traveled by bicyclette and my oh my, the breeze was brisk and the sun was pooling like young amber, musky and musty, light and bright.  The wavering flex of spring shift is falling all around like chandelier crystals on white marble — so pretty and smashing and the delicate light spinning through and through.   
The daffodils hold their holy rows.
The world is tossing itself about in shades of green…

I went on a solo date.  The rules for a solo date usually include food, coffee (green tea, in this case), antique or second hand stores, book stores and a camera.

Regardez: 
 1.  The sushi was delicious (my pot of green tea overflowed=eth),
as was the pillaging of my favorite antique shop, right across the street.
 2.  Walrus and Carpenter, my favorite used bookstore, held more treasures than usual.
 3.  Will gave me a start from his century old jade tree (it belonged to his mother and her mother before her, before it became his…).  I’ve been begging for a piece of this plant for a year and a half…..most politely.  You’ve never seen a jade tree like this.  The trunk of it is at least as round as my leg, just above the knee.  How lucky am I to own a small piece of such a fantastic chloroplastic dynasty?
4.  My trusty steed was heavy with bits and bobs but we cruised the sidewalks and greenbelts with utter grace.

This was my first time out and about in my little community on the South end of town in roughly two months.
How did I get so busy?
How did life get so wild?
Well I’m simmering down now and taking my time.  I was supposed to take one day off…but it has turned into three.  You’ll have to forgive me that!  I thank you in advance!!!

Fact:  
I love it here.
And I think here loves me too.


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