sunny sunday
spent
kayaking
and
floating
and
sharing
the water
with
blue herons
ducks
geese
swallows
bass
lily pads
and
a quiet breeze
on
a lazy river
a river is more than an amenity, it is a treasure — oliver wendell holmes
stopped by
a local independent pharmacy
with a name that ends in ”II”
even though
they have no store with “I”
after its name
and
fell into a time warp
i was
in an old five and dime and drug store
both rolled into one
the aspirin
and many other things
looked like
they had been there for ages
with a slight yellow tint to them
some
were the only ones
left on the shelves
time stood still
in that little store
nothing had changed
in years
it had slipped
through the cracks
and then
i looked closer
and
saw the rest
there were
tiny glass animals
titanic coloring book
wild buck notecards
men’s dress socks
magic tricks
meercat attack animal warning signs
chocolate milk
grill mitts
mermaid activity books
comfortable chairs for waiting at the pharmacy
golden books
necco wafers
animal suction cup toothbrush holders
a metal cigarette box
with an exotic woman on it
saying
‘i stole your boyfriend’
face powder
ceramic neon sandal
fax service
how to tie nautical knots book
prescription delivery sign
kitten puzzles
postcards with puns
a grab bag for $1.00
filled with
old greeting cards
you had to take your chances
it was all whimsy
and old-fashioned-ness
mixed with
medical supplies and drugs and novelty
and a dash of
i loved discovering
all of
the special things
about it
and the best of all
was
the tiny woman over 80
standing vigil at the front register
who rang up the order for a total of
$3,403.26
a young manager
quite pregnant
on her way out
stopped
when she called to her for help
came back
to fix the slight overcharge
and said,
‘now, don’t give her change for $3,400, she didn’t give you that much’
it was
$1.75
for my tiny glass giraffe
she nodded
so
sweet
unruffled
full of grace
her hair was done
wearing
matching earrings and necklace
the beautiful older woman
was relieved
when i paid cash
i gave her 2 worn singles
she gave me
a shiny quarter back
wrapped my animal
in tissue paper
folded it into a little bag
she smiled
and told me to come back very soon
i will.
—
time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.
– nathaniel hawthorne
—
image credits: longs drugs 1938, salvador dali, persistence of time 1931, getty images
spending the weekend with grand baby joeys, f and m,
(who have a look of mischief in their eyes like the vintage lads above)
while their mom is away with friends
and it’s so very different
from time spent with our girl babies
yet every moment is equally exciting
in its very own way
where going swimming in a pool
counts as a bath
and waking up in bathing suits
makes us ready
for another day’s adventure
and it’s all about
perpetual motion
and peeing
and rocks
and bugs
and ghost tales
and staying up late
and everything is sticky
and wet
and dirty
and it is a delight.
boys are found everywhere – on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on,
swinging from, running around, or jumping to.
– alan marshall beck
—
image credits: everything vintagesteff.com, pinterest.com
it is art fair time once again
and we start out strong
babies v and r bouncing along
and hoping all our wishes come true
wandering through the streets
seeing all the colors
and people
and dogs with hats
and statues that move
and twirly
and painty
and beautiful
shiny things
and dancers
swaying and bending
and smelling
the spicy kabobs
and licking
the sugar
off
the elephant ears
and
hearing
drums booming
and
touching
all kinds of everything.
and then
it is time for a break
on the diag
a quiet oasis
right in the middle of it all
with a bottle and a blanket and a weary smile
and with the hug of a tree
much bigger than me
and then
and you find
your very own
secret and happy place
and
your hopeful wish
is
to go home
once again.
–
timing has a lot to do with art.
– ll cool j
—
artist credit- bruce reinfield
you stood on the upside-down water table
with your beloved blankie and pacifiier all dirty
a bandaid on your scraped-up foot
mosquito bites itching
an empty bug net
and a turtle with a snapped-off tail nearby
you can’t find your shoes
your diaper is wet
you’re tired
and your shorts are all twisted-up.
and then –
suddenly
it is the next day
and the sun is shining
and
you have a fancy cocktail
right in front of you
with
floating fruit cut in shapes
a special bendy straw
and you are standing
at a table just your size
with your fancy red shirt on
and your smile
is as big as the universe
and
in an instant
all is well with the world
once again.
—
here’s to you, baby j, as you continue to persevere
and find your way through the world, even after the tough days.
you are a model for all of us.
how do
a dozen adults plus teenagers, toddlers, babies and dogs
all in one kitchen
end up with a perfect meal?
m and j actively working on their teamwork skills
—
as the fine web
of family connections
spins and grows
the communal vacation kitchen
thrives and glows.
“in the long history of humankind…
those who learned to collaborate and improvise most effectively have prevailed.”
~ charles darwin