Posted on July 22, 2019
The wind was howling.
On the ridge, it was goose-flesh cold.
Hair was everywhere.
This way and that.
What to do?
Go with the flow.
Magic will happen.
But enough about the wind.
Let’s start in the Starting place:
With a man and his beard—glorious—
Who came a-walking from North Carolina.
Something—or rather someone—
Caught his eye.
Look at that radiant smile!
Evidently, she was stoked to see him.
Instead of exchanging pleasantries,
They did what most Louisianians and North Carolinians do:
They started dancing as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Afterwards, they settled down and hung out.
Now let’s return to the wind.
It continued to blow hard.
So we hit the road for calmer environs.
We found an olive grow in Los Altos Hills.
That’s right: an olive grove.
I smiled, they smiled.
We all smiled on our good fortune.
But marriage is life.
And life is never only smiles.
So we played with expressionless faces.
No, this prompt won’t appeal to everyone.
But ambiguity is fascinating.
Neither happy nor sad.
Maybe even slightly bemused.
Ambiguity is an ink-blot with many readings.
Still, no matter what you see,
An unscripted moment is an occasion for joy…
Or a smooch…
Or the touching of foreheads.
Sometimes when things go sideways,
And you’re blown off the ridge,
Something unexpected—and amazing—happens.
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