Saturday, May 6, 2017

Despite Our Best Efforts

Our bikes lean against the back of the park bench where we sit, basking in the unexpected sun, eating bagels and not talking.

"It's really great," I finally say, taking in the grass, the blue sky, the breeze ruffling the new green leaves, the quiet pond, a bird singing quietly to itself nearby.

"The way the earth hasn't forsaken us?" Katie says. "Yeah, that is great."
One year ago: A Long Week
Two years ago: Why Am I Surprised?
Four years ago: Great Minds and All That
Nine years ago: 5-6-08 (supplemental)

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