Zona

The grandkids came into my room dragging their cushion chairs expecting to watch cartoons but they left disappointed. Grampa's watching a movie. Into The Wild isn't supposed to be a particularly good movie but I'm curious. Fatal naivety. The kids who are not here called and everyone else paid father's day homage today.

I like the way the wind sounds through the trees out back and the way the window sheer rises to almost horizontal. There's zen in this late afternoon and no hurry.