Saturday, January 24, 2009


The moon, though waning, is just a slither tonight.
It's not so much cabin fever, as the sense that there will be a long wait for spring, the summer, the fall, Cathy's birthday, my birthday and eventually Christmas and new year's. The Academy Awards is a small recompense, although I have been approved for the next day off, so that I can stay up late in the spirit of the thang.
Today I said, "let's plan to do something round Easter, take some days off, get away, let's give ourselves something to look forward to, as we did last year", (when we knew we were going to my family's first wedding since those of our generation).
We ended up dreaming of a trip to California, by train or by car. Cathy has never seen the Grand Canyon. I saw it when I was twenty three and knew that the experience of it completed my life and that I no longer needed anything more, (although, heaven knows, I got plenty more).

4 comments:

Natalie said...

Why is this so?
In what way did it complete you?

I have not been yet, i would like to understand.

marc aurel said...

Call me crazy, (I was), but I had loved and been loved, travelled, lived a priviledged life and I had already seen some of the natural beauty of the world. The canyon is like a much grander version of the hills of Greece or Ireland. It is a much longer perspective than the lovely hills and mountains of Spain, France and Switzerland. It seemed to me like the difference between consorting with angels and living in the full presence of the god I did not believe in. Yes, that's it... the atheist's suma of sumas!

AphotoAday said...

Yes, Mother Earth just keeps on giving...

Natalie said...

Ah yes! Figured something similar. Thanks for sharing. :)