Making breakfast after waking up to snowlight.
Watching Revenge of the Sith with my son, agreeing that we both love this much-reviled film, agreeing on what our favorite parts are.
Reading my students' work slowly. Thinking about how to respond.
Seeing baby Gwenyth, all swaddled in pink.
Chatting with my daughter while she folded the laundry.
Doing a hologram-ic puzzle of The Avengers, which was hella difficult and nonetheless sort of satisfying to noodle around with.
Taking Deacon on an outing. Listening to him whistle in the back seat.
Coming home. Texting my son (downstairs): "Home. Need anything?" His reply: "A hello and a Gatorade."
Watching the Jazz blow a 10 point lead to Memphis, and lose, pleasurable because of the company.
A walk in the clear night, the snow lining the trees, the snow everywhere.
Thanks High Touch. I needed this. Tucking into here after the onslaught of bad news is sustaingin.ReplyDelete
And your post. Also a beautiful thing.ReplyDelete
I love how gently this falls, like snow.ReplyDelete