I had a window seat. The man sitting next to me was beautiful. His skin was the darkest dark. Muscles gleamed. A dog yipped incessantly two rows ahead. The man smiled at me sardonically. I thought babies crying on planes were bad, he said. He went to sleep, his mouth slightly open. I nodded off, my head dropped, yanked up. I pushed the shade up as the plane descended, a thin blanket of gray and underneath, blue. Just so much blue.
Welcome, friend, to this blue-and-green world. I see that the mountains are all out to greet you today - North, South, East and West (Baker, Rainier, Cascades and Olympics). Feast your eyes, and may your spirit be refreshed by all you see, hear, taste, smell and touch. xoxo
ReplyDeleteWow! What Karen said although of course I can't welcome you. But everything else- yes.
ReplyDeleteBon Voyage dear friend. I hope you have a wonderful time. Such a diverse assemblage of talent, wisdom and inspiring individuals. Also deeply inspired by Heather McHugh and her Caregifted organization.
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