As in Painting, So in a Drive to the Grocery Store
Epic midwinter. Last stop. Sun nearly down. Flashing red lights. School bus. All stop. Small boy de-buses. Young mother hurries to greet. Almost late. Slip-slide steep snowy yard with trees. And puppy! Abounding joy, circles, lemniscates. Merry all around mom and little Odysseus come home. No suitors, no blood, no big mess to clean up. No Circes either. Happy happy happy! This great big mixed up mis-remembered vaguely primal Norman Rockwell scene. No paint, just words.
