Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Do you remember?

A range of memories, this one from years ago on a vacation trip. Ah, the things we do in our twenties. Still, we met the best Chrysler Mechanic in Montana. 

Do you remember
When the night was falling
In Montana
The car headlights
Growing dimmer
And dimmer
We thought we’d never make it
Yet still
We pulled off the road
Found a place to sleep
Ir smelled of cigarettes
But the owner knew
The best Dodge Dart mechanic
In Montana.
He agreed to take a break
From his hunting trip
To fix our alternator.
Do you remember
That trip?
The lights growing dimmer
And dimmer
Yet still
We made it
Yes
We made it’
We barely made it
Off the exit  ramp
In the dark.

Monday, August 17, 2015

Entirely possible

Asheville was a little like Iona, which was a little like Santa Fe. I'm not sure if maybe it's in the rocks.

In vacation mode
It is entirely possible
To meet the woman
Who had to wait for her dinner
Last night
One table over
Because it was delivered
To you
Instead.
It is entirely possible
To meet that woman
In the thrift store
The next day
Oh you’re the one
Who got my dinner
She says
The one
Without mushrooms.

I say
That was me
Except I wanted mushrooms
With mine.

Today
She says
I want a hamburger.

In vacation mode
It is entirely possible
To have conversations
Like this,
Count them somehow
Significant.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Consolation

Re-entry today. Consoling the cat is task number one. Tomorrow we pick up the kitten.

We are home
Consoling the elderly cat
Yes
We love you
Yes
We will stay home
Awhile.
I declare today
The last day of vacation.
Re-entry must be taken
One day at a time
Like everything else.
We console the cat.
The refrigerator
Must be cleaned.
Grocery shopping
May happen.

Friday, August 14, 2015

Friends

Of course here changes with time. We leave for home today. First we stop in Asheville. I heard from friends in Thailand this morning. My beloved just heard from the church grease-trap people back in Illinois. Hmmm.

My friends are spread
All over the world
I should have known.
Me
I stay put
Somewhat
Consider where we might move
Or not
When the time comes.
My friends are spread
All over the world
I have been planted
Here
For now.

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Vacation plus planning

The point of vacations is not to accomplish everything planned.

It must be working:
This vacation thing.
I have lost track
Of the week
Entirely.
Even the planner
Among us:
She who must be listened to
Is still asleep
And not planning
At all.
We leave tomorrow.
We will wind our way back home
With our vacation brains.
We have not done everything
The planner
Has planned.
I guess we may
Have to return.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Vacation church

This is the problem with clergy visiting other churches. My tendency is still to assess the worship experience: What works, what doesn't. It doesn't matter that I mainly worship in the pew these days. I am on vacation, which means "vacation church." The bread was square. The wine tasted like grape juice. My daughter told me it was wine. If so, it was a grape juicy wine. It was good to find out that children are still children here.

We sat in the back row of church
In Black Mountain.
The music was lovely,
Even supplemental.
There was a massive Jesus window
Behind the altar
One arm to the sky
One arm down
So we could tell
He identified as both God and man
But He was still
Very white.
The bottom of the window
Held mountains.
The young boy
At the end of our pew
Crawled under the pew in front,
Then back,
Then under again.
People laughed.
A good sign.
That massive Jesus
One arm up
One arm down
Will stick with me
For a while.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Not in control

We all have decisions to make all the time. I declare this is day one of our vacation...no matter when we leave. We have a reservation for seven nights at an airbnb in North Carolina starting tomorrow night. We may only stay there six nights. Still... I declare... this is day one of our vacation.

I am not in control.

The kitten has reset certain settings
On my computer
By walking on the keyboard,
Clicking unknown keys.

I am not in control.
Three of us are leaving today
For vacation
The other two are still asleep
With clothes in the washer
And dryer.
They arrived home at 11
Last night.
I am not
I am not
NOT
In control.
I am awake
And writing this.
We may be a day late
To leave for vacation
So I have begun my vacation
Here,
Hot coffee in my hand.
I watch the cats,
The sun pouring
Through the window.
My two companions
Are still asleep.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Vacation

Vacation without a catbox. Hooray.

The kitten will not
Go on vacation
With us.
The kitten gets a vacation
Of her own.
As does the older cat.
As does the turtle.
I am ready
For time away,
Time to sleep
Time to write
Time to learn a little
Non-stress yoga
Without a catbox.