In the beginning of the week, we were weighed down by worry over Ian. Yes, he’s making big improvements, but there is still a lot going on — still not talking enough, still irked by sounds, still stressed out for unknown reasons, still frustrated. Rather than having one ailment, it seems to be more of a little of this and a little of that. There’s also the uncertainity about next year. Will he be able to go into a regular Kindergarten?
But damn. It’s nice out. These kid worries, which every parent has, flow in and out like waves. And right now, the weather has supplanted worries with awe.
How can you describe these blue skies and crisp air? The lilacs, dagwoods, and cherry trees exploding with supernaturally large flowers? The cloudless skies? It’s a David Lynch movie! A David Hockney painting!
Ah, I’ll be lazy and let my camera do the work for me…
Apt. 11d 