A beautiful, windy day. We walked along the lake and around the campus at Northwestern University.
Today's my Mom's three-month anniversary, and I found myself thinking of her a lot, wanting to tell her what we are doing, the people we're meeting, the buildings, the natural beauty around the lake.
Students paint these shoreline boulders in Northwestern purple and white. We can't figure whether someone painted over their intended's name, or they have a deep affection for Xanax (makes me think of the schoolyard taunt, "If you love it so much, why don't you marry it?"). Or maybe the suitor was rejected and thinks a benzodiazepine is the only thing that could help.
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from the little blue cottage to redwood city,
Joe, Di, Little Papi and the Meep are taking the Dream Car and hitting the road back to the west coast. for awhile, anyway.