here | there
Seattle reaches up from between mountain and sea. Two Dot stretches out on a long horizon between sky and field. My year is split between the two; here becoming there becoming here becoming there again. These pages explore both locations from my current vantage point.
2019 holds a sabbatical from teaching. It is a gift, an extended semi-colon between before and after, with time enough to tolerate the lines I have drawn to blur.
Cutting a slice of watermelon, the steel blade slipped through red and released cool sweetness summoning a complete encapsulated moment of childhood summer. It burst open with shorts and a tee-shirt, with salt water and blue sky, with an untroubled tangle of uncombed hair. And then it was over, leaving me with a plate of sliced watermelon.
