Crash, bang, wallop!

That was the sound of reality kicking in, after a wonderful weekend on the West Coast.

I was walking down the street this morning, daydreaming about Seattle and Poulsbo, about the land, the sense of freedom, the degree to which the senses are heighten.

No grass below my feet, only concrete. No trees around me, only lamp posts. 'Oh well', I mumbled under my breath, 'best I get on with it'.

Just then I approached Veteran's Park and saw the sun pull a fast one on this cloudy morning. He snuck in a smile, making the tree in front shimmer with radiance and Abe Lincoln look almost real.

That image made me smile.

Off I hopped to work, a little brighter :-)