growing

Again I sit here
brain a little fuzzed
east Saturday morning
great pace
slow
so slow that I can hear the cars moving down the street.
I continue on
down the road
through the experience
trying to remain awake and aware
and in balance.
ebbing and flowing
ebbing and towing
running up hill
then sliding down
sometimes a smooth ride
sometimes I get beat up.
Remembering wine
and sand and a two perfect beach chairs
was that really last night?
A perfect date on Valentine's Eve
It was and a sweet begining to a chocolate filled morning.
Late omeletes
new sprouts on the starfruit tree.
early morning watering of the garden that is really taking it's time growing///
but it's getting there
and we love it because it is ours.