Monday, May 13, 2013

diamond crossing

let's say, all is quiet on the eastern front. it is quiet outside. the windows are closed though. perhaps not as quiet as i think. the eastern front, as i now call our neighborhood, is loud and brassy. dogs bark, insects peep, cars rumble and trees sway. but right now, i hear the overhead fan spinning. i hear skeeter sighing every once in awhile which makes me smile. and yet, i don't want the quiet and i do. 

i think tomorrow it will be the same. yes and no. back and forth. let's just say, all is quiet until it's not.