Saw police roadblocks indicating approaching local homecoming parade, parked, walking, looking, humming:
“Folksies, folksies everywhere, not a meditation in sight;
But clouds and sunbeams reflected in eyeballs
Still manage to inspire:
Dreamsies, Will-Yes-I-Willses, Yes-I-Cansies, hmmmmm-ummm-goodsies.”
Anyway, met up with a seldom-seen good old friend, lots of laughs, lots of encouragement, lots wiser about the power of serendipity right in your face after refusing to be irritated by interruptions.
And all of this only 1/4 block from last week’s White Hair Walking episode. See, this senior citizen getting wiser stuff is for real.
“Oh, Happy Day…….”