mice with eggs

The image of mice with eggs

That woke you up from your dream:

So incongruous, so wrong

That it sticks in your memory

Like it sticks in my memory

And might stick in the memory

Of anyone who reads this:

Crossing over into consciousness.

There’s a part of your brain that’s awake

Thinking while watching your dream:

Mice can’t have eggs:

Mammals have placenta!

When I think about this image

I remember a childhood golden book story:

Bunny rabbits with colorful painted eggs:

This could be a dream of spring.

hudson river shades of gray

slide show

paterson great falls in winter

slide show

making do

Starting the long descent down the mountain

You needed a walking stick.

With miles ahead on the wet steep rocky trail

The jungle is no place for a fall.

Usually you are the one who sees a solution

The engineer who makes it better

While I muddle my way making do with what is.

That day we shared a moment of happiness.

I saw the palm frond in the debris next to us

And found it would do perfectly

Easily trimming and breaking it to size

Creating a light but strong staff for you. 

Seeing your delighted smile

Such pleasure for me to solve a problem

To feel effective having skills.

This is a gift you give to me.