Once I thought it very idyllic to spend time in
solitude. I dreamt of going out to a monastery in the desert for a week or two.
I valued silence, true peaceful noiselessness. But now I am out in Lamar
(Rockport). The secluded monastery of the bay. And I miss noise. But only a
little bit.
I knew this would happen. I knew I would arrive
here with my guard dog and Yeti full of food in tow and immediately wonder what
I was doing. Leaving husBen all the way back there in the big city?! I must be
crazy.
I can admit that I already felt life getting a
little simpler on the ride down here. I passed many a home with apocalyptic
looking barricades out front (old cars, refrigerators, wood crates, tires, you
name it) and I felt pretense melt away. The change of scenery relaxed me. Green
fields and expansive gulf. Maybe even a rattlesnake or two and certainly about
as many mosquitoes as there are people in Houston.
It is sunny and breezy and I can already hear
the whooping cranes whooping. Spring break 2k12, here we go!
fancy snacks
slice cucumber about 1 cm thick
spread with cream cheese
top with cured salmon (i brought mine from local foods houston, yum!)
garnish with capers and fresh dill
enjoy!
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