thinking of warm, summer sunshine.
open windows with soft air.
glad to be in the end of winter. trying to be patient for Spring-into-Summer.
in two weeks I'll be landing in Berlin. being greeted by a loving smile.
i've got some serious pre-travel lists to make.
|art on burro alley.|
|cathedral of san francisco de assisi|
leaving behind an unheated Taos, we spent a night in Santa Fe.
found a warm & cheap-enough hotel room.
ate & drank well.
and walked around the pretty plaza.
today it felt more like digging out, than shoveling.
my neighbor hired a guy & a tractor/plow to come dig out his cars on the street. while they were at it, he asked them to dig out my driveway too.
while my other neighbor is helped with my sidewalks.
I didn't need the help. but that it was given, without even asking, is amazingly kind.
also, for fun, I jumped in some drifts. they came up to my knees.
plans are made for Berlin & Prague.
visiting good friends & seeing a little of old Europe.
I made the decision when last camping, while hanging onto a tarp in 70-mile/hr wind, praying the tornado would skip us over. Scared, rain-drenched & listening to the sound of roaring wind, I thought to myself that, shit, life is short. I should travel more.
but I bought the ticket because my traveling companion bought his, & he reminded me why I should go too.
as mom said, the winfield tornado brought in fresh air & fresh possibilities.
leaving is the hard part.
during the long drive south to the station I think about things other than living 500 miles away.
the view eastbound was snowy. often with a fog of snow rushing by the train windows.
coal-black cows in the white fields.
and then the sun went down.
then a nap took me into night & Kansas.