Sunday Morning: I perfectly recall yesterday, the whale’s eye that blinked

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Zeke dreaming.
Our mid afternoon nap.
His paws twitching, his gentle whimpers.

The Yellow Goldfinch and his cousins.
Tiny claws clutching the perches at the feeder.
Beak on seed. Velvet hammer tap, tap, tapping.
Man still searching for a matching, lemon color palette.

Long Train Runnin’. The Doobie Brothers.
A 3.5 minute nostalgic carpet ride.
Foot tapping, lip syncing, and running the math.
40 years ago!

Family dinner.
Memories shared.
Melancolía filling the pauses.
Pending departures.

The Coldstone vanilla milk shake.
Thick gobs of deliciousness pulled through the straw.
Hit me.
Again and again.

Its lazy days.
Its hushed evenings.
August’s final murmur.

I perfectly recall the elephant’s eye and the whale’s eye that blinked.

I skipped counting individual drops in favor of the general feeling of rain.


Inspired (again and again) by Jim Harrison & Ted Kooser:

Now that I’m older
I perfectly recall
the elephant’s eye and
the whale’s eye that blinked.

Getting older
I’m much better at watching rain.

I skip counting individual drops
in favor of the general feeling of rain.


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20 thoughts on “Sunday Morning: I perfectly recall yesterday, the whale’s eye that blinked

  1. WMS, David. You really do have a gift. You set the hook and reel us in beautifully. And I, too, am learning to savor the simple things.

    “As we become curators of our own contentment on the Simple Abundance path… we learn to savor the small with a grateful heart.” Sarah Ban Breathnach

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  2. For me describing your experience (the way you do like explaining the minute details) is one of the most difficult things which is why it always leaves me with a feeling of awe and wonder.

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