some of the grandies
upstairs
near the bunk-bed room
pajamas on
unwinding
problem-solving
still full of energy
after a long day
spent enjoying and exploring
the water and sand and gardens and lawn
way up north
on a warm and breezy
michigan night.
four generations in one place at one time with one common purpose.
dinner.
—
a family is a unit composed not only of children but of men, women,
an occasional animal, and the common cold
– ogden nash
f visits the garden
by the lake
kneels down
to talk to the bumblebees
to see them up close
then befriends them
as they
learn more about each other
full of calm and peace
without fear
and after they make
a short visit to his place
gently
puts them back
where he found them
and says
goodbye for now.
the garden suggests there might be a place where we can meet nature halfway.
Michael Pollan
look at your feet. you are standing in the sky.
when we think of the sky, we tend to look up,
but the sky actually begins at the earth.
~diane ackerman
family climb at the sleeping bear dunes national lakeshore – empire, michigan
and with the return of the aussies
my band of grandies are back together
all on one continent
in one time and one place
sharing some mischief and one tiny space.
—
Jake: We’re putting the band back together.
Mr. Fabulous: Forget it. No way.
Elwood: We’re on a mission from God.
(The Blues Brothers)
—
last summer’s tiny space
the first time
they were ever all together
meeting in one big box.
—
came upon
what seemed to be
the world’s longest hopscotch
must have been
‘cuz it just kept on going
even when the one who drew it
counted as high as they could
and they
had no more numbers
so it ended at 82
but the boxes just kept on going.
and with this
quietly brilliant sign,
i accept your apology
with a smile.
after glancing over his shoulder
baby j is not sure
if he should
laugh, cry, scream or run.
truth at any age.
—-
image credit: roald dahl
you never know
what beauties
you’ll
cross paths with
while wandering
on a warm summer’s day
