there's just a sliver of a moon

in the sky- the sign of night

blinks a watery eye



horizon turning red

in your mind- it's a sign

of yet another goodbye

-patti rothberg, remembering tonight-



there are moments, and people, that you forget. but then suddenly remember when they are thrust in front of you. people you haven't seen in weeks, months, years, are suddenly placed erect and at attention. and for the life of you, you can't figure out why you haven't seen them in so long. and you scroll through the mental rolodex of memories and feelings associated with that person, and are surprised to emerge with fistfuls of both. and despite the world of instant communication which we live in today, you can't fathom why for any reason, you haven't made a better effort to keep in touch. and then you marvel at how easily things come together. how smoothly the interactions go. how comfortable everything feels. and it's a feeling borne out of history and togetherness, which too often, drifts when the physical prescence drifts. i'll have to try to remember people and moments better. instead of only re-appreciating them when presented to me.



there was some swinging this weekend. on swings. and some climbing and sitting on top of monkey bars. plus, we saw smoking pipes, upside down umbrellas and mustachio-ed rabbits in the clouds. it's been awhile since i've been to the playground. lots of good things happen(ed) at playgrounds. everyone really needs to get a good swing in now and then. even if it does make your hips and buttocks hurt.