Dear Nathaniel, I am microwaving pie that Mom bought up in Oak Glen this week on her way home from the orthodontist. As I put it in the microwave, I was full of sadness that I was not in Oak Glen with her. Why did I not go? I was working. I want to see the trees turn. I want to wander slowly through autumnal gift shops. Under the water, you cannot sense the approach of the seasons. Even here it is difficult because, after all, it's California. But I can still sense it. After three seasons in Illinois and one in Scotland, it must be with me for good. Or at least for a while. Because I am all abuzz with eagerness for fall and winter, for turkeys and dried leaves and Santa. I should start cooking again this fall. Fall foods are my favorite. Baked squash dripping with melted butter and brown sugar, pumpkin soup... this year, if I have enough money, I will put together a holiday dinner for my friends. And we will drink Scandinavian mulled wine, which is the most wonderful thing I have e...
"There is more love in the world than anything else." - George MacDonald
I just want to hug him and pet his face.
ReplyDeletei know. he makes me want to cry a little, and i don't really know why.
ReplyDeleteI think it's because he looks so forlorn.
ReplyDeletei know. how did they do that? the wild things all look so mysterious and beautiful and... holy. the way childhood is supposed to be holy, but sometimes isn't.
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