Friday, May 15, 2020

Reading landscape

or the joys of the unexpected.  Which is nothing less that reading -- whatever.  The unexpected almost always makes me smile, brings me joy.  Much like the unexpected ping of pepper or bite of lemon peel in a dish.  Unexpected yet welcomed.  Or a few words placed on a page as an unexpected landscape waiting to be read.  Pure unexpected joy.  Of course, walking is a state of reading -- whatever.

1 comment:

  1. In the pathway to the barn, he placed his creations
    beneath the little spotlight. When I visited, I walked the path
    and felt his progress through the shame and strength
    of polished aluminum, coated with color cooked on top.