“Please please tell me now….” (Duran Duran)
Interesting concept.
I got up Tuesday morning at 4:00 AM because it’s when I woke up. Happens when I go to bed at 8:00 PM. Toiled away for hours, until I could no longer avoid the phone duties. Talk, chat, ramble, schedule more readings, explain that I’m booked full until June. Meet a client at a hoity toity place downtown. Great food, relaxed meal. Then hop on home for more work. More phone calls.
In the darkening, evening sky, I headed up to Magnolia [restaurant] for one more reading. The route I took, it cuts through a couple of neighborhoods, and I just determined it’s over a mile in length, from Shady Acres, uphill all the way. I spotted one Magnolia (tree,) but the blossoms were too far off the ground, or I would’ve been tempted to nab one. Put one of those big flowers in a bowl of water and the intoxicating scent fills the trailer.
Finish up the reading, and then cutting back along a similar line, late at night, I paused long enough to take a gander at a fairly breathtaking night sky, cool and clear. About three tenths of mile shorter — fewer shortcuts. When I got home, I detoured out by the river’s edge. A single great heron was stalking his late snack along a sandbar, silhouetted against the backdrop of downtown.
