What goes down, must come up.
So sayeth my husband, and he should know.
Some thoughts he has had since the demise of his truck -
1. Get a scooter;
2. Be a one car family;
3. Buy a horse - Cut the dead truck down into a carriage - Voila.
Still not sure what our future holds, but at least we are laughing. And the sun is shining on a Seattle full of reds and pinks and purples and blues and yellows and fuchsias and oranges and greens of every shade - a late blooming spring that is so beautiful it brings tears to my eyes.
And the birch trees in Benefit Park have leaves that talk as the breezes blow through.
Benefit Park. Our neighborhood park. Good name, isn't it?
One thing weighs on my mind - I want to go to OHIO in August. With my husband and son. Please, universe, help that happen.