Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
Me: I was blessed to see Dustin today. We moved our coffee date from Paris to Southern France. Someday... maybe when I visit West Africa. He's interested in that part of the world as well. Went to Bernice's Bakery. It's Ty's second election. He's 22. Anyone younger than that it'll be their first. My niece turns 18 in December; she'll have to wait til next year. For Ty? He comes from a liberal-leaning business-family from Billings ...not known as a bastion of liberality. Tomorrow it'll be over? Maybe. Just as likely to be a repeat of 2000 when it wasn't decided until December. For the country it would be best if one or the other presidential candidate receives 270 un-contested electoral college votes by Wednesday morning. For me? If the Republicans win all three branches of government I can plan on spending the next 4 years elsewhere. One week to go before my trip. But I'm only partly stressed. Today I ate, voted (absentee), went to a presentation of ceramic art (mostly raku) by an Englishman, Grahame D Atkinson, who lives in Colorado. Shelley had arranged the art magnificently. web: http://www.raku-art.us So ...I'm okay. Better than the morning after nightmares. Then a panic attack because I couldn't find my pills. Enjoyed the warmth. 62º It's expected to snow by Friday and not get above freezing. Sensed today: Taste: green tea with cranberry and chocolate Smell: clean underwear, fresh air Sight: pink and white clouds in the canyon Heard: river rapids Within: things are the way they are meant to be Touch: warm coffee cup, warm tea. 37,124 |