1.
We were sitting at the dinner table talking about politics and journalism. (Now isn’t that just the stuff of dinner table talk?) Trudy had an observation, and I had a meta-observation about her observation.
“Well, that’ll be a jumpingfish,” she said, smiling sincerely.
I chuckled. It was a tiny thing, not particularly profound. An offhand comment. Indeed, as I sit here, I have no recollection what I said and neither does Trudy. Yet she was right. It was a little ditty that mixed dry humor with political observation and might have been something fit for these pages.
But it won’t be. Because the moment came and went and the minor brilliance of a triviality is lost to oblivion.
No big deal, right? It happens to us all the time. Moments come and go, and it’s not like we can hold on to them all. I mean, that’s the stuff of life, right? Yet it’s… it’s just that the oblivion thing has always seemed to happen so much to me.
2.
So in the interest of rescuing another triviality, here’s something that I managed to jot down into barely comprehensible notes on my phone as I was leaving work, yesterday.
On the long walk. Past the waterfalls and lily pads, up the hill to where my car is parked (as far from the office as can possibly be) in the shade of a cluster of Live Oaks and Yaupon Hollies. The long walk. On a sunny day like today.
Another moment saved from oblivion!