Archives for February 2019

No mask, no foundation.

Trimmed with a gold brocade, the instrument stood out from other strings and climbed a spiral staircase above the woodwinds.

For years Istromana had played in this unknown and yet excellent orchestra. Also little known were the composers whose compositions they played to tiny and enthusiastic audiences.

It is so good when appetite is tuned and quality presumed.

Hot stuff. Cold stuff.

Guess which caught their attention?

Had we learned nothing useful or ethical, we wondered.

Until the end of time and five minutes later, a sound, more a vibration, dominated a quiet cafe near the bridge within sight of the river.

With all these thoughts, with fundamental ideas of saving something or someone, we are surprised the temperature or location matters.

We said we would have a picnic one day.

By the lake, on the wooden jetty, while the sun was out in June.

We would invite the leaders of at least three countries, my aunt, your cousin and the woman who comes to prune the roses and advise on investments.

It’s surprising who gets along together.

We knew we were onto something.

So small according to Alice.

There was nothing to compare with this.

Several strange things happened in less time than it took for a leaf to think about secretly falling from a tree.

And you can add that to your scrapbook.

A small table stood “out-heightening” the hundred story buildings.

It’s all level now.

Smart walking, there’s an app for that. And for parking and for eating, and….

Some things just take a microscopic dose of thought. Even if there is an app for that too!

Friendship is un-appable, as is the crunch of a tasty apple.

Without a phone you are your own app.

Pleased to know your name.