And so it begins…
Tugboat man withdrawals. Cold turkey.
I took him to the airport at 4:30 a.m.
Once again there’s that lonely ride home.
This time he’ll probably be gone for six weeks or so.
I pointed my camera straight up because the sky was so blue, more blue than I’ve seen in a long time. Not a cloud in the sky.
And so hot. August hot. Record-breaking hot. Drinking ice water all day.
And nope, I can’t go with him, in case you were gonna ask.
Sky blue, SO BLUE — can you believe this is an un-retouched pic I snapped in our backyard? Kind of heart shaped, can you see it? If you tilt your head just a teensy bit to the left, can you see it now?
My old friend, Willie Nelson, singing “Blue Skies” by Irving Berlin