Purple Sunset
Glorious blessed day – long bike ride out to the lakefront – cranes and workers doing work on the levee – visit with Mom (S went back to Atlanta this morning) – lights starting to pop on in the wasteland outside the Can’s window – sheetrockers might start tomorrow – framing starts tomorrow – LaLa money hemorrhaging starts tomorrow – less than a 100 days till hurricane season. S home in California, R home in New Orleans, the Bean becoming more of a snow bear – a reminder to remember the mirth and carpe diem and all the other platitudes you can throw in the mix.
Buddy – I’m not scared of you.