We’re heading back home. I keep trying to remind myself to focus on the now and not how long its going to take to get home.
We had a nice drive through the mountains and enjoyed our usual stop at Fairplay. Although it was more crowded than usual.
We got to our hotel around 3pm. It’s a bit outside of Denver, in an area of newish strip malls and open fields. I’m not sure if it’s because it’s the 4th but it all felt a bit abandoned. I felt a little cooped up after a while so I walked to Target. There were so many sidewalks! And actual pedestrian signals to cross a 4 lane highway! And the fields were full of birdsong. I heard and saw Western Meadowlarks, Western Kingbirds, Killdeer, Red Winged Blackbirds, Mourning Doves, and Grackles. The first two are brand new to me. It really brightened my day.
Today’s reading
Poem: Immigrant Picnic by Gregory Djanikian
Essay: Flower in the Curb by Ross Gay
Short Story: No More Than a Bubble by Jamel Brinkley
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