Tag Archives: driving

The Student

Some encounters are so short they almost don’t count. I see someone on the street, eyes meet, we exchange a look, a nod – and then it’s over. We’ll probably never see each other again. But just for that moment … Continue reading

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A Dump Truck

Sometimes the most ordinary things stand out in the day: someone waves, an eagle soars, I plant ferns, a friend calls … and then there are  encounters while driving … A A A DUMP TRUCK A fully loaded     … Continue reading

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An Early Drive

Once in a while I have to be up and out early, to go to the medical clinic and, sleepy as I am, I wonder about the people in the houses I pass. Who are they? What are they doing? … Continue reading

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