baseball, apples...not pie...torte

week
of visiting and vistas



week
of more visits and dinners and desserts


evening
dinner
with almost all the kids together
with my hon's mentor and his wife
the man who gave him his first job
way back when
a man we haven't had contact with in 29 years!
a man I somehow associate with baseball
because back in those days
there was always baseball
and he owned the bar the team used to go to after each game...
and this morning what do I see as I walk to work?!

morning
on the way to where I will work
just until the end of the month
finally able to walk past the jumping off point
after a complete summer of staying away

morning
and the beauty of Larry's spring wisteria
blooming purple again
in the heat of summer
sanctifying the space

morning
as he makes us breakfast
the dirty dishes left from last night's little torte gathering

something we will probably have a lot more of
now that bim has moved so close to our all time favorite bakery!

morning and evening
sweetness
and yet
at the end of the day
I must apologize to my hon
as we get in the car
to go grocerying
"I'm sorry you're wife is so old and crotchety"
and without skipping a beat
as he walks around to the other side
he says...
"you're not old..."
I could have kicked him
but apologized again...
and we  laughed