Sometimes intelligible ramblings from a former teacher, publisher, aerospace worker, barmaid, and waitress
Monday, November 24, 2008
I Think That I Shall Never See
Autumn is morphing into winter here in Hollister. Leaves are long gone, portable fans are replaced with portable heaters, and the cat follows me around hoping for a warm lap.
In my life I've waited tables, raised sons, taught school, published books, and railed at politicians. I'm building a house, next to my son, where I can spend time with my granddaughter. I read, write, and dream about being immortal.
2 comments:
That is an incredible photo. Did you take it on your property? Also, a lovely little poem.
Thank you! The photo is of the orchard adjoining our place. I love the shape of the old trees.
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