Sunday, March 31, 2019

found by accident

March 24: Two other couples on the river didn’t follow the directions of staying at least 50 feet away from all wildlife. They found two Canadian geese perched on a tiny rock island and paddled right up to them. As the two birds flew away, one let out a high-pitched squat while the second emitted a low, rhythmic hum, like someone had accidentally left it on vibrate.

March 25: When they fought, he said hurtful things to her that he never took back. He would tell her she was selfish and that she ruined the entire weekend because she refused to let things go. After they made up, he would tell her how fun she was and how much he loved her. He never understood why she didn’t feel better or believe him. He never said he was sorry for saying those things or that he didn’t really mean them, it was just stupid things that came out in the heat of the moment. He just hoped saying nice things would balance it out. But, to her, it was like he found a mound of shit inside and was spraying it with Febreeze, hoping no one would notice. It didn’t address the real problem they were facing.

March 26: Nick and I have been wanting to watch “Murder, She Wrote” while we are staying out here. The town must have gotten a lot of attention for being the filming place of Jessica Fletcher’s home town because this is the second night we have found a marathon of this show on cable access.

March 27: You didn’t wait for me to give you the key to my heart. You broke in through the back window and squatted there for five years.

March 28: They found this place by accident. The story goes that they were looking for Fort Bragg and made a wrong turn. They found a beautiful place they were never looking for and it became my childhood. It’s strange being here now because I remember days feeling so long then. We spent hours fishing, hiking, playing board games and whatever else we could think of to fill in the daylight hours. Now, a week has past and it feels like we just got here.

March 29: The Mendocino Coast Model Railroad and Historical Society put so much effort into their elaborate model train. They have one scene depicting how loggers would use a series of ropes and pulleys to get the trunks of Redwood trees onto the train cars. They made a tilting model of the Point Arena Lighthouse to represent its destruction during the 1906 earthquake. One of the trains transporting lumber had a little dog napping in the sun to represent Boomer Jack, a dog that rode the rails his entire life and even made a cross-country trip. There were also several train cars full of minion.

March 30: When Nick and I moved in together, we only had the one wineglass I owned. I kept offering to buy a second one, but Nick liked us sharing the one whenever we had wine with dinner. His coworker recently gave us two crystal red wine glasses. Nick broke my original wine glass and this weekend, Christiana broke the remaining two.

March 31: He compartmentalizes when things go badly. He can block it away and forget about it. But he doesn’t just block out the problem, he blocks her out too. She is forced to stand outside alone wondering why he won’t let her in and what she did wrong.




much love,
hedgie

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