Having you back felt like a tranquilizer, smoothing out kinks and rolling out my soul to bask in the sun. I loved how you took the boys to watch the cup at Doc’s while I got my hair cut, and having ritas afterwards under the misting fans, Chas mingling with the clientele and Ford schmoozing the waitstaff for Galaga quarters.
I loved listening to kids, whistles and cicadas under that gimongous blue sky on Saturday evening. The one that began to eclipse Deep Eddy in shadow, upstaging all the splashing and bubbling in a quiet, classy grace. And eating hatchburgers and beer and blackberry cobbler, catching up while the kids watched Lady and the Tramp overhead at the Shady Grove. And I loved the part when they fell asleep in the car, on the way home, and stayed asleep for another half hour so we could, um, hang out in the front yard.
Sweeeeeeeet
“Ummm, hang out in the front yard.” You’re too funny! Glad your sweetie is home. The photo is really special.