Saturday, February 03, 2007
sunset in Eagle Rock
A dog down the street howling miserably at the afternoon sun. (He's still howling as I type this under our bright February moon.) I was sitting on the patio next to an old stereo playing a tape of “Shine On, You Crazy Diamond”; the sprinklers in the backyard water the dead grass and rose bushes out of time with the song. Long, thin-stemmed orchids with dandelion bursts of pink purple petals bend in long arcs out of their pots under the patio roof toward the sunlight.
bathroom window and mirror
I should take a picture, I think. Maybe I’ll write a post about sitting here on the patio listening to Pink Floyd and staring at these skinny orchids stretching toward the sun. But I know that the wordless experience in my mind of the dog howling, the sprinklers running, the tragic mid-Saturday afternoon breeze, and the sunlight retreating from the flowers just won’t come out right once I sit down and try to tap it into legibility.
day's end from our study