Tuesday, October 4, 2011

... like a drug

A dull morning, a slow rise.  Yesterday was overcast all day, or raining.  A rarity in the area. I had hoped to go for a bike ride today but the ground is wet and I don't feel like riding on wet streets.  I don't feel like riding.

The wet trees above request that I go back to bed.

Soon we will be in the third trimester.  The expectation is building, it is palpably growing.  We have decided not to find out if it is a boy or a girl until birth.  The curiosity overwhelms.  

The moment draws near.

The trees above me request that I go back to bed.