Father's Day

Tim & Taran - about 1996 or 1997

The boy leans easily against his father
Gazing upward
His body relaxes with his head
Resting comfortably upon  his Dad's chest.

The father too looks up
With hands on hips
He leans back
Against the trunk of the supporting tree.

Dappled sunlight filters
Through the surrounding trees
From behind the pair
Shadowing their torsos.

What captures their gaze so?

Could it be just wonder
At the beauty and
Stillness of the woods
Around them ?

Might it be that they both
Dream of the future
When the lad will
Grow and thrive ?

Or perhaps it is just
Quiet contemplation
Of the comfort of being
Together and supported.

Nancy has been co-chairing the writing activities for our ARTS celebration at church. I wrote this a couple of weeks ago at a writing workshop she led where we were using a old photograph as a prompt.

Coffee

Stopped at a favorite coffee shop on the way back from mailing a few items at the post office. Living close to downtown as we do, it's always nice to be able to walk places - and stop for coffee. It's a good place: which means around here, of course, that it is a small locally owned, globally aware ( can you say 'fair trade') sort of place. Usually populated, as it is this morning , with a mix of college students and profs, older folks like me taking a break, business people, and a minister or two meeting with a parishioner (this IS a church town).
I think mornings here are quite different from evenings when the high schools kids are around and it's very social. Right now, most of us keep to ourselves, with occasional nods or a brief word exchanged with those you know. Of course, one of things I like to do is sit and watch all the folks and speculate about who they are, what there relationships are and where they're going.
It will be interesting to discover what our favorite places will be when we get to Mumbai. I'm sure it will be local, and the people will be interesting ;-)