The sky is the palest sort of blue this morning. It’s the kind that I imagine fades seamlessly into the heavens. I wonder at its infinite vastness and think of how it would be to fly away. I’m sure the Wright brothers spent a lot of time looking into the blueness above.
Today I just want to be out under that great blue air. One of the things that made me fall in love with this town was the sky. I really hadn’t spent much time in a place that didn’t have overcast for about 75% of the time. Coastal living is fine in the summer but the fall, spring and winter can get pretty dreary. When we moved from the coast I left everything behind. I had a two-year old boy and my belongings. My husband dropped me off and unloaded the U-haul then left for 2 weeks. I had a phone but no washer, dryer or hot water. I had no friends or acquaintances. I had no money. I had no car.
I remember riding my bike to the grocery store with my baby in the buggy- praying that I didn’t lose any food on my way up the hill. I remember swinging with my baby in a deserted playground, nobody was out in the August heat. I remember washing my comforter in the bath tub and hanging it outside on a rope in the car port.
It was a lonely time but I also remember calling my mom. She was worried as any mother would be. I told her “It’s ok mom, the sky is blue here.” I love this sky. It can be the hottest day of summer or the coldest day of winter and that sky gets me every time. It’s beautiful!
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