The sunshine of yesterday is gone, although they say on the radio that the it might return in the afternoon. The wind chimes are chiming in a warm, springtime breeze. The Irises by the street are standing tall. I saw Mary looking at them as she drove by.
Yearly Archives: 2014
Kinda Knowing
Sun, 30 Mar 2014, 08:57 AM (-06:00)
We were talking about being far away. How I have lamented being the only one in the family west of the Mississippi. How I felt completely removed from them all, removed from all that coming and going and the closeness that characterized the family of my youth. How my brother and aunts and cousins and […]
Wild Thing
Sun, 30 Mar 2014, 08:03 AM (-06:00)
So let’s talk about those wild Primroses in the front yard… Many springs ago, my mother came down from the north to visit and to revel in the warm Texas springtime. It was a good year for it, to the extent I can remember it: the sun shined, the sky was blue, the wild flowers […]
Kinks Low Budget
Sun, 30 Mar 2014, 07:41 AM (-06:00)
As the sun came up in the west and its warming light crept down onto the Irises and Four Nerve Daisies and wild Primroses that my mother gave me many years ago, there was this something to wake me up.
Irises et al
Sat, 29 Mar 2014, 08:06 AM (-06:00)
So they came into town, my family did. My aunt. My brother and sister-in-law. My niece from Berkeley. My other niece soon to be (perhaps) from Austin. My nephew. And my mother. They came to town as the weather was oscillating wildly between warm, spring, sunshiny days and cold and dreary. Except the Berkeley niece, […]
Ultimate Convergence
Fri, 28 Mar 2014, 08:37 PM (-06:00)
A Chachi had plans to come down to Texas from the cold regions of upstate New York. And then came a niece with the Berkely ultimate frisbee team for the Womens College Centex tournament. And her dad, my brother. And her mom, his wife. And her brother and sister. And then my mother heard of […]
Post
Wed, 26 Mar 2014, 04:10 PM (-06:00)
I don’t know. The weather is gray and blustery. The family has come and gone in a whirlwind (literally when it comes to the frisbees that were flying on Sunday). The dogs are looking at me like there ought to be dinner served up about now and why on earth am I sitting here staring […]
Volcanology
Tue, 18 Mar 2014, 10:03 PM (-06:00)
She sometimes talks about volcanology with a hint of lament in her voice. What her plans were. What might have otherwise been. I sometimes think about otherwise, too. With a hint of lament. What might have been but isn’t. Plans gone by. But she didn’t do that. And I didn’t do those. Instead, we met […]