lemon aid

Saturday, Sunday, and Monday mornings I went out in the dark to look at the stars, in particular Orion’s Belt. For some reason it has taken me five months of living in San Luis Obispo on the central coast of California before doing this. Looking at the night sky. I couldn’t tell you why.

Sunday afternoon hiking the Lemon Grove Loop on San Luis Mountain a deer crossed my path on the downhill trail heading back. I felt lucky to see it. A feeling something like the word gentle. Further downhill I rested on my bench, the very one pictured in the logo of this blog, and played Motown music on my phone. Earlier I’d taken the other bench, high on the Lemon Loop.

Kind of like the Robert Frost poem, “Two roads diverged…,” except not really at all. Different trees, and I got to take both. The only decision being tying on the hiking shoes a couple hours earlier.

That act the difference, all the difference, between seeing and not. Seeing a deer. Gazing up at Orion’s Belt.