New Mown Lawn, Rain, Impasse

A long day and it rained. But the sunflowers lit up our living room and we watched them mow our lawn for the first time this year. But we couldn't go out and smell either the rain or the lawn because, of course, she was gone, and didn't return till late. We don't think she even knows the lawn is mowed. And the new mowed smell is being washed away by the wind and the rain.

When she got home she was tired because she talked to her favorite 500 friends and that the convocation was great and she really liked what Ivonne Gebara and Shaun Copeland said about embodying hope on and in the margins. And she met Maria who spoke about negotiating impasses and a Carmelite named Connie Fitzgerald. Then she talked about having dinner with friends and learning about Mindsprout and Tune Town from their children.

We think that is all very fine but we hope that tomorrow we can negotiate the impassable door to the back yard and smell what we have missed these last days.