Blog-azic

 For weeks, we had a dry spell with relatively cool weather and sun and wind. I spent a whole week watering grass seed twice a day. Then, on a dime, the weather turned and we had buckets of rain. The ground is now soggy, and the air is very humid. We caught New Hope Creek at the end of the dry and after the deluge.  After a few weeks exploring the Little Creek Waterfoul Impoundment, we started hiking Duke Forest. That first day, we parked on the roadside behind a long line of cars and hiked in. A large timeline sign reviewed the history of the land: clearcut, managed forest, selected cuts. We went down to the river, cautiously stepping off the trail to avoid our fellow hikers. It was a short loop and then back up a different hollow, baby now switched from Susan to me. The next time, we went across from a Durham park to a lush green bottomland forest, with giant sycamores (a treat in this area) and equally impressive tulip polars and a shurb layer of spice bush and pawpaw and jack-in-th

This year is our five year wedding anniversary. I want to check-in with the wedding party and musicians to see how they are. The desire has been rolling in me for a while. It's affecting my dreams, now.  I've been dreaming of people I know, err knew. People I've left behind, unfortunately. People with whom I should reconnect. First, it was Dianne, a violin player I gigged with. I was traveling far away in the dream, and somehow I met her. We may have played a little music. Then, it was Rob, an NC friend who is now in SF, CA. I dreamt my family visted his family in SF. His house was my old co-op though. He and I snuck off, smoked a joint, and he took me for a drive. His car (in fact lots of cars could) drive on water, right over the Bay.