INTO my heart on air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again. -A.E. Housman

An event horizon

Stopped behind a school bus
picking up first graders
the Chekhov radiation
pulsed out as the kids,
and I don't use this word lightly,
scampered aboard.
I wanted to get out of the
car and join the parents
to wave good bye as the bus
drove away but that
would have been just weird.

Its going to take a little time to process this weekend.

Just 2 conversation tidbits.

"I had never camped until I met my future wife. She took me camping all over New England, except of course New Hampshire where there was a warrant out for my arrest."

"Honey, my blood sugar is 409. Can you bring me my insulin."
Later
"138, perfect! Lets make some smores."

"Labor Day 2011, Sitting by Grinells Beach with myfavorite girl . Watching flag rustling in the wind ,birds flying, sailboats sailing,power boats powering,fishermen fishing,swimmer testing the water some taking the plunge under pale blue sky.Memories only one person knows"

-Pop on facebook

All night?

Late summer still has my windows open
and could hear my neighbors
talking and laughing
last night before bed
and still this morning
when I woke up.

Foggy morning time travel

Woke up and
first thought it was Friday
and had to go to work
then
thought it was Sunday
and that the weekend
was flying by
then
realized it was Saturday
and was happy.