i took just random pics, to capture the sunlit grasses out by the Oaks
just right there between the resting chair and the horse trailer, where i look everyday And when i looked at them later in the pic gallery, i saw these straight trees, these slim straight trunked trees…????……i'd not seen them before????
i guess because i am always looking down further, past the fence line, into the Doe Forest. But seeing them in the pic felt Good….their plain straight selves right up here near the fence
so much. about looking, seeing.
and then, in a different way. the thing of Community comes up in so many different ways. I think. my lack of community in day to day life here since i came. and I thought about the places i go. Which would be the Dollar Store for one and i watched this play out in my mind…… The last time. I often tell other people to go ahead of me in the check out line if they have only a little and i have a cart. Toilet paper, papertowel etc. They say….are you sure? and i say yes. the last time, a kind of sketchy guy, skinny, maybe in his 4o's had two things that turned out to be a pint of ice cream and a box of Queen Anne's chocolate covered cherries. He set them on the counter, the cashier was doing something, we had to wait. People don't talk. I do. I said something about "Good Choice , the Queen Ann's" he didn't respond…am not sure he thought of them that way, maybe just chocolate covered cherries? but he was quiet. Undaunted i went on, how maybe because it's nearing Valentines Day they are in the front middle isle, he said they're for my brother. and i went on with things about how so really great they are and that was that. the cashier returned. As i left the store he was pulling away in his truck looked over at me and SMILED a tentative slight smile, tilted his head. and in that moment, he was my community. i was his. a skinny sketchy guy and an old lady in a place where people don't ordinarily speak, stand silently in their own space
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