They call it the unofficial end of summer. I call it the last little bit of nothing before a whole lot of something starts. The weekend in a nutshell from a pretty big nut, a great walnut of china or something.
I love the drive ins but seeing the place half empty made me feel the a little the same until the movie started. It was Stardust and we (meself and the girls) enjoyed it bunches. Dinero gets my vote in this one. The shooting stars falling behind the screen took the cake because they almost seemed to be design.
The fatigue of playing two nights in row in saratoga is such a good feeling. To play without a worry or a thought and be happy is a very good thing.
The mall - Oh, To wait in a check out line at Hollister for 20 minutes, standing behind pouty teenage girls should be illegal on account of it being too much fun. This was especially true after my own handed me an armful of stuff to pay for and skipped next door to shop some more in the next trendy clothing store. There are some things I just don't understand. Thank goodness for some fine "age-appropriate" company in the line.
Little steps that mean much on the cusp of a big change. A big day that had me smiling all the way to the driveway.
And Farmer Bob Mowed his hay field leaving it naked enough for me to watch a fawn chase away a crow, only to have the crow chase away the fawn once it took flight. I noticed that the leaves on big elm are loosing their pigment and falling already. They were the last ones to arrive at the summer party and the first to leave. She is a grand tree but she is getting old.
and this as we stare the eve of the first day of school, from the archives -
September 2005
The eve
The leaves stirring uneasy
a child tossing in bed
waiting in vain for sweet dreams
on the eve of the first day
in a new school
Nerves carried on a breeze to
the leaves and a child,
the tree and the parent.
The breeze and the bus
whisking them away
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