Sunflowers

Our quick walk was a collection of moments I can only jot down this morning: a Maxfield Parrish sky, birds singing like they did the first time the FUM and I walked around the block - knowing this was where we would live, the owner of the tiny voice waiting for the bus - "school is almost over" "good-bye", a tortoise-shell cat staring at me like Ratso would, a bride's boquet on the seat of the SUV where Paddy stopped to sniff, and sunflowers lining the chain-link of a sad little house (caliche yard, varieties of Christmas lights hanging, abandoned electrical roof decoration)...those flowers smilingly face us (or east to the sun) as we hurry home...