The back of my new condo looks out on a farmer’s field. I am blessed. In the morning, I wake up, turn over on my left side and look out at the world. No glasses, so it’s all a misty watercolour. Everything is tilted. To my left is down – the patio. To my right is up – the sky.
Last night’s fresh snow lightened the land, and the sky decided to join in. Soft cloud shapes moving down through my visual field. And here comes a patch of blue. See it transform to larger and then smaller and then disappear past the window view.
Little cars descended to my left way out there on Harrietsville Drive. Going so sweetly slow in the silence. But oh oh … here’s someone tailgating the one before – so out of place in my tender landscape.
I should get up > No you shouldn’t. Just watch the passing parade
I should put on my glasses > No you shouldn’t. Focusing is not required
Happily, I have eyes to see