Thursday, October 1, 2009

December 26, 1970 - 4:25 Christmas

This is it - my time of day - 4:25 - Christmas weekend - 1970. The robin's egg blue sky is blended by clouds of peach and gold, pushed swiftly southeast by an edge-less winter wind. Bouquets of fine black lines strengthened by heavier black boughs wave and bounce erratically in the late day light. J. is due soon and so sunset this day portends not loneliness to me but the wistful and nostalgic emotion my sentimental self bursts with when I feel contented.

My son is my joy especially now. We had the happiest Christmas together alone I could imagine. He was everything he should have been Christmas Eve and morning. He is so fine and feeling a boy.

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