coming to my senses

i smelled wild mint for the first time on a path to the beach last wknd.

i smelled wet mulch and mowed grass warming in the spring sunshine this afternoon.

it's true: you can't truly miss what you never had. all the time i couldn't smell those things, i never thought, 'poor me.' now i smell them and my life has a while new dimension.

man's best friend

the best thing about my day: steve training wrigley on a beautiful summer evening in the empty lot next to our neighbor, sunset behind me, sitting on the truck bed, watching him, sunglasses on. fluff from the cotton trees in the air, orange sunset glowing. watching a smart yet simple man in a simple moment, doing what he loves. a good man, with a tender heart, evident in the care he shows all that he loves.

i walked to my home, with my camper and flowers and american flag.

it was a good moment and it was mine.