Made it in time before sundown and we covered our faces in fleece. Heather says fat burns fast in cold air.
So, we strolled, imagining calories burned for the sake of cold air. Baby sized ponds, the dogs ran through and we fussed over it, then called ’em back, inviting their play again.
A storm last night, she said, “The windows were shaking, mama, I mean shaking!”
I thought for less than two seconds, “Wish I’d known.” and she continued with telling me of reaching for her sleeping husband.
Precious, I thought, oh, how sweet!
I made it before sundown and we walked on thick and sandy dirt roads, wide expanse of sky and talk of nothing really and everything really.
“What is it you plan to do with
your one wild and
precious life? “