Flying Home

FlySouthThis, from the car window, us hurtling back down south in time to beat the snow (and then to turn around and beat it right back to catch the snow again), a thousand birds playing crack the whip, ten more V’s than this, heading home, honking “we’re all in this together, we can make it if we try”. We’re all in this together, we can make it if we try.


Author: loiseaufait

Little by little the bird feathers its nest, and object by heart burnished object we surround ourselves with lovely necessities of memory and function. It is these things that make a silly Apartment a Home or a silly Wednesday an Occasion. Whether my nest is an old farmhouse, a sixth floor tenement walk up, or a brownstone basement... whether I share it with family, vagabonds, women of heart and mind, or a little brown cat and a sweet ginger banjo, my principal joy is filling it with light and laughter (and corralling).

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