dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Monday, September 21, 2015

if you're ever in a jam here I am

We're in a traffic jam somewhere near San Jose having finished our fudge. There are roadside mattesses. A freeway is coming up we hope lotsa people exit onto. 

This morning at the pier near Diablo we watched a fisherman catch mackerel after mackerel. There were little fish below and maybe the mackerel were eating those. 

We also saw tourists leaned over the edge of the pier to look at sealions. They were brave. 

I bought a postcard at the bamboo store that says Kale--it's what's for dinner. It made a smile. 

We spent too much time in and around San Luis and are now having to rush to Davis to see Ming's kid. 


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