My mom was in town this weekend. I didn’t write anything, but I exchanged ideas with the clouds hanging over the river.
Hardier souls in running shoes were doing drills up and down the stairs. We sat, staring off into the distance or talking. The clouds were almost close enough to pluck from the sky.
We walked for miles, and met some very strange creatures…
Clouds hovering over the Princess Diana Tiara on Queen City Tower.
One sunburn and several lovely memories later, I’m ready to hit the keyboard again.