Happiness. When Spring is nearly the dream of Spring.
Sadness. When they are the same.
Tuesday. Making dinner for him, drinking the wine, sauteing the mushrooms, humming.
Blue Jay. Left hand perched on the hip, right sheilding the eyes from the sun.
Welcome mat. When young she liked the shooosh sound made when wiping her feet.
T.V. He hit the mute button during commercials and they sat in silence.