The cathedral bells have been stirring me. Early morning and hot, summer nights I hear their tolls arriving by breeze… Funny, how romantic a town can be. Just when you dismiss it, my desert relationship takes a magical turn I never knew existed.
Even routine walking down my street from the church today, birds flocked over the plaza as a sign. Or maybe just, good morning—like, hey there—human walking down the street, I’m living fully—you?
Because the love affair is with life… If summer teaches you anything, take your clothes off, and go dipping. There’s a hummingbird at the feeder, and the most amazing sunset, and a picnic, with jazz on the lawn…