"station wagon" promise

when i was in high school, station wagons were just the coolest thing. but i promised myself i would not ever have a station wagon, it just represented mundaneness and suburbia....not for me and evidently a lot of other people felt the same way (except for my sister who had one when her kids were growing up and seemed to have a lot of fun with her station wagon.).

i was reading magazines in the tire place (what else but a car magazine) and came across an article about ....station wagons... they are making a comeback only they are no longer called station wagons--the mere name means a death knell for any such named vechicle. well, i got to thinking about what makes a station wagon. hmmm.... fold down seats to make more room and the back opens up to put things in the back.... damn! i have a mini station wagon! (truthfully though, it is a lot snappier than the old ones. it is a mini cooper)

dreams of the sea

i was doing a little work with rocks for the after school program and as i was gathering samples, i ran across a little shoe box tied in ribbon. inside were mementos from a trip to the washington coast. i was there with some students and we spent time at rosario beach, padilla bay, and guemes channel. i am pretty sure most of these stones came from a beach on guemes island. the mud flats at padilla were awesome, but very smelly. there is a rock in the middle of the picture that looks like an egg, but isn't!

winter in belle

i feel so blue,
i wonder if it could be true,
the weather tunes the soul,
the clouds take their toll.

i need a fireplace,
i need sunshine on my face.
the calendar is my hope
no matter how changed by the pope.