…to see Jeanette Lynes and Ariel Gordon both in one night. Ariel gave me a present she found at VV, a cougar belt, tagged from the bed/bath department (somehow strange and yet fitting for a cougar belt). It was a great evening, and such a great gift to spend some time with both.
The clouds parted long enough after dumping more rain than we need in one week to let the red wash the last bit of day from the needled hips of evergreen trees.
…pictures of St. Peter’s because I forgot my camera, not once but twice. I could’ve have used it many times, especially yesterday, as I came close to a coyote who was curious to see where I was going on my walk. He grew bored with me, probably because I didn’t have my camera.
So, instead of a picture, I’ll give you a quote from Annie Dillard’s book For the Time Being:
“Sometimes we touch strangers. Sometimes no one speaks. Like clouds we travellers meet and part with members of our cohort, our fellows in the panting caravans of those who are alive while we are. How many strangers have we occasion to hold in our arms?”