Saturday 4 February 2012: Please ReLeaf me Let Me Go
Been singing a Tom Jones song while out with my Nikon by the edge of my side field just now. The sun is shining and it is 40 degrees F today in Poultney, Vermont. This morning after getting up with the dogs at 7 AM and dealing with India's ear issues I went back to bed and froze my ass off. Could not get warm for the life of me even in my big blue blanket that usually does the trick. Even when I finally stumbled out of bed a few hours later my feet were still icy. And then - no one to make my coffee for me. How rude.
I could mention that in my adult life I have not always lived alone. I have lived with (not married) two men - and sadly not at the same time. The first was when I was straight out of high school - or prep school in my case. He made great coffee and my cats liked to shit on everything he owned. It turned out that they had sized him up more quickly than I had and truth be known I was no where near ready to share a home with a mate (US translation - mate is someone like a husband or wife or live in not just a friend).
The second fellow was when I went back to college in my 30s. He also made great coffee but after we moved in together he suddenly had a crisis of if he preferred men or women. I did quite love him and have no clue what happened to him over the years. I do sincerely hope he is fabulously happy. By the way - I cradle robbed him. He was 10 years younger.
After he moved out he would show up at my door at all hours and my downstairs neighbor would let him in and he'd stay up with them talking and drinking coffee or wine til all hours. Sometimes I would look down through the back window and see him sitting in their courtyard (they had the lower level apartment) while my neighbor played the saxophone in the half light by the brick wall.
How did I get from dried up leaves to waxing sentimental over long lost loves? WTF. It was the Tom Jones song I think. Sing it Tommy!