Look at all those clothes! It makes me want to put on a pair of socks. Happy roaming and wandering,happy responding and reworking the realities of your life. Happy receiving, and happy giving. In short - happy New Year!
You are telling me you have no need for socks?!? Oh, Linda, I will not even admit to you what the temperatures have been here this last week. Time for a road trip SOUTH. :) In any case, thank you for the warm (!) wishes. Same to you!
Right now the side of his face rests against my belly, skin to skin, his warmth magnified by mine. It is a wonder, an absolute awe-filled thing, that just days ago he was on the other side of me, tucked away and unseeable, a secret. Elliot. Elliot with the head full of hair. Elliot with the fifty-eight eyelashes. Elliot with the rounded nose that dips into rounded cheeks that slope to the tiny chin that quivers when he cries, lifts when he smiles in his sleep. A landscape. Elliot. Tiny boy so like and unlike all the other boys who have been born before. So like and unlike whatever small person I imagined my own son to be. Perfection is a rare if not impossible thing, but how could he not be, right now, so young, so soft, exactly as he is here, breathing in and out, making the sounds that all mothers and fathers know as first-speak. Secrets. He is revealing them to me, unspooling them by the minute, by the number of his sighs, and they tangle around my legs and body until I am war
We entered the Tube around 9:00 in the morning, a mass of noisy students and a few adults, taking up a section of platform. We had told the teens: "We'll start you on your journey, but you'll have to find your way back. Pay attention." The anxious ones stayed near us, the eager ones studied the green and red and blue and yellow lines on the wall map. "We'll need the Circle Line," one said, and after nodding, we passed the phrase among us like bread, or sweets, so when the train arrived, and the sliding doors opened, we all walked through them with enough nourishment and energy to know where we were going . Later, we stepped out of trams into the high Swiss landscape at Pfingstegg Station. After London, most of the kids didn't even look at the trail map. They just started up. One foot in front of the other, one sore-muscled groan after the other, a collection of revelations. We walked under rock ledges and over small streams. We talked abo
Beautiful. Words and images.
ReplyDeleteMay your new year be likewise.
Thank you, Audrey. You, too.
DeleteLooks beautiful! :-)
ReplyDeleteIt mostly rained, but some landscapes can't be defeated even by a gray sky.
DeleteLook at all those clothes! It makes me want to put on a pair of socks. Happy roaming and wandering,happy responding and reworking the realities of your life. Happy receiving, and happy giving. In short - happy New Year!
ReplyDeleteYou are telling me you have no need for socks?!? Oh, Linda, I will not even admit to you what the temperatures have been here this last week. Time for a road trip SOUTH. :) In any case, thank you for the warm (!) wishes. Same to you!
DeleteHappy New Year to you and your family! Beautiful images, as always.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kathleen. We live in a cold state! But also a beautiful one.
Deletelovely wintry photos. Happy New Year!
ReplyDeleteThanks! To you, as well.
DeleteWow. You are really, really getting good with your camera! Happy New Year with blessings to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteThe area around Lake Superior makes it easy. Happy new year, Bill! Hope it's been full of peace, rest, and open skies.
DeleteWow! That place looks gorgeous! As an Alaskan, I love winter scenes. I can't help myself. :)
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