I have a feeling that my boat has stuck, down there in the depths, against a great thing.
And nothing happens! Nothing… silence… waves..
Nothing happens? Or has everything happened, and we are standing now, quietly, in the new life? ~ Juan Ramon Jimenez, translated by Robert Bly
My week in Indianapolis with my brother, sister-in-love and Dad was terrific. Carl and Barbara and I had more time together than we’ve had in 50 years. We picked up like we were kids in high school and close-by colleges together many years ago.
Dad and I also caught up. I asked questions and he told stories; Some I’ve heard before, some with a different take and some new stories.
Tops on my list for the rest of my life is laughter. Lots of laughter. This is how my friend Barbara met me at the Richmond, Virginia airport. I was so doubled up with laughter that I forgot to take pictures until we returned to her house.
And museum and gallery going.
I’m close to the end of my traveling about and I’m close to a decision about where and how I’ll live this summer. Stay tuned.