Today is the first day of my vacation and although I still have a newsletter article to write, a strategic plan to update and a grant to review before I can sign off :/, I had to take some time to honor Dad's one year memorial.
The wind is coming from the north. I notice it first because the tall grass is bending to the south and then I am aware of its caress against my skin. The sun's heat presses down and enters. You always wait for an invitation. The grass stills. The bee flies away. You wait. To enter. [...]