Wednesday, May 25, 2011


I took this picture earlier this evening as I walked from where I parked my car to a restaurant to meet a friend. The neighborhoods in this city are all so distinctive; I love every opportunity to walk in another.

At dinner with this friend, a friend from high school, we talked about our families, friends we have in common, and life in general. Mostly, it was just so good to be at the table with her; what we talked about is almost irrelevant.

On the drive home, just up the street, blossoms were crazy-strewn all over the place. Oh, it must be windy, I realized. And when I got out of the car I could hear it, the kind of wind that is like a lullaby, constant and soft.

I walked through my quiet house and felt a little sad. I kissed everyone - already asleep - goodnight. It's good to get out, and it's good to come home.


Cathy said...

"It's good to get out and it's good to get home." Words to live by, I'd say. Great post.

lapicarde said...

I love your blog, the pictures and your words.. So quiet and beautiful.

thisfriendlyvillage said...

The range from bright light to dark shadow in this picture kept me coming back to it again and again. A very fun photo to look at! :) Margaret

Francesca said...

What a gorgeous photo for this post, a little introspective and pensive, and a little easygoing.

KPiep said...

Mommies need time away to make that time at home more precious.