The mid-day counter collection. Snack bowl, sippy cup and the cat-deterrent device. The lens that got left in the car and finally migrated in. Drawing paper. Bean's iPhone. A quiet monitor. A moment of stillness to observe this moment of my life.
This afternoon the wind pushed the morning's grey blanket back across half the brilliant blue winter sky until it ran from one horizon to the other in a crumpled pile. Where it met the ocean at one end, as the sun sank, it looked like this.
As one year ends and another one begins, I am choosing to turn into the wide open blue and away the muzzled, muted grey.