Love, the underdog

On the third day, we rose, and resumed “normal” life, having resurrected tenderness with two days of love play which to our surprise included a visit to a widow and kindness toward a stranger; and something else–a new insight into an old question: Why do we always end up in these marginal towns/cities/places? Can’t we imagine/afford/allow more for ourselves?

No doubt the long light of our nuptial month and its thousand shades of green inspired another perspective:

We share a heart for the underdog and for the sense of possibility in fragile places…

like this morning’s bills and the laundry and the neglected lawn.

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