The Desert in Bloom
We went to the Tucson Botanical Garden on Saturday, my elementary school friend and I. She was in town for the UofA's graduation, featuring Brooke, god-daughter extra-ordinaire. There was a lot of sitting and clapping and eating; I took her around town for some fresh air and sunshine. The Botanical Garden is right around the corner from waffles-and-chicken where they'd had brunch; it was an easy destination. Standing under this tree, looking up, relaxing into the earth... it was a tonic for each of us. We've been achy and surgerized and less able and out of sorts for about the same amount of time. We weren't whining, we were sharing a common thread. We weren't wallowing, we were in the company of a kindred spirit. It was nice to relax into the moment. We walked past these blossoms, very much in the present, yet, for me at least, very much in the past. We caught up on family and friends and then all conversation stopped....