Report from Plagueland.
I delivered chunks of wood from a hazelnut tree I cut down yesterday to my Dad. (We stayed 20 feet from one another.) He'll perform his woodworking magic and transform the tree into vases and bowls.
After the delivery, I stopped by the public docks of the Brownsville Marina to walk out on the water. I had the docks to myself. It was wonderful.
I needed time to myself. The drive back and forth to my father's house, plus the walk out on the docks, was splendid. Refreshing.
No comments:
Post a Comment