escape this town
This is the spot where I sit along the Chattahoochee River and contemplate the meaning of life…
Actually, I contemplate what to make for dinner, or how to get my mailman to quit shoving enormous packages into our tiny mailbox, or how badly our trampoline needs to be scrubbed (would dish detergent work?), or how much fun it would be to own another dog, and is it strange, do you think, that my kids sing Beach Boys and Tim Myers songs but don’t know ‘Mary had a little lamb’?
I contemplate a lot of things. And meanwhile the boys do their very best to re-landscape the riverbed, one rock at a time.
It’s a tough job, but somebody’s gotta do it.
At least, that’s what they think.