Not long ago I looked up in Boston.
Instead I’ve recently been looking for the view from above. Above is one of my favorite photographs: the view from above a beloved beagle who in turn hovers above our puppy. I challenge you not to at least think Awwwwwwwwwww. . . . .
I always think of my husband Jim as protectively looking out for us from above, from some all-encompassing vantage point, as he was when he was healthy–and handsome, and funny, and kind, and wise.
From my own little vantage point here, with the Earth sometimes tenuously beneath my feet, I have a few sights to share (and, for especially tolerant readers, some more haiku). I suggest for a soundtrack a little bit of John Hiatt, “Take it Down“: