Dear blog readers,
A bright, promising sun bathed the back fields in light this evening. My doggies and I enjoyed the chill. They foraged for apples. We had a couple of rounds of geriatric tug of war. Long shadows, old friends, serene, evening light. It helped me brush aside the fact that I locked my car keys in my running car in a parking lot this afternoon. The speed with which AAA got a lock-out specialist to rescue me may be the best Christmas present I get this year, especially since there was fresh fish and ice cream in the car. The driver from Union Street Towing had a beaming smile on his face from the moment he stepped out of his truck to his little “ta-da” when the doors finally opened.
Such little things can turn a mishap into an uplift.
A happy Christmas Eve to all. And thank you, by the way, for all the good wishes after yesterday’s post.
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 119: 164 words, TOTAL = 19,637; 40,363 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is a writer and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband and dogs, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her grown children and their multi-species families.