Worthy of an Oscar

Everybody has a story.  Some stories are alive with sadness and tragedy and those stories resonate across the world.  The hero's story is worthy and inspiring and is everywhere if you open your eyes. The triumphant stories can be thrilling and can evoke dreams and action.   And there is the everyday story that is at the heart of so many lives.  No great tragedies or wild grand fortunes.  Simply a willingness to keep going, trudging along, getting out of bed every morning, taking what the world throws your way that day. And in some everyday stories there is no flame, no surface hunger.  The story salutes the sun, tolerates the rain, and believes it is less than it should be.  A mediocre story at best.  The performance, however,  is awesome.   Worthy of an Oscar.  Eyes sparkle, laughter seen as genuine, self deprecating humor which is truth. The actor is alive.  The air is electrical and the sparks are real.  And the performance fools the audience.  It is so good.  No one knows the real story.

Normal

the long road back
dawn and deep blue dark sky
sprinkling of starlight and a half moon sitting pretty
in the bare spring tree
and tires spinning for the first time in months
knees creaking and shoulder screaming
camera in backpack, looking for spring
gotta finish the ride Sam and I started
Aug 21
different day, different hour
same thrill
watching
watching
watching
wow!
kaboom
and that's it
back to normal

A Season Away

This morning at the first light of dawn, I caught the fragrance of spring on a wisp of a breeze.  Heaven in a moment.  Nevermind that it is only early March or that there are days of rain and cold in front of us.  Pay attention only to the blossoms and the touch of green on spikes of brown branches.  Pay attention to the warmth of the sweatshirt hanging in the sunlight streaming through the window.  Notice that dawn is earlier and sunset is later.  Taste the spring asparagus and artichokes.  Close your eyes and know that summer is only a season away.