Badlands National Park, Buffalo Gap National Grasslands, South Dakota, USA
was write about my September travels
from Idaho to New Hampshire
and back.
I planned to wax poetic
about the astonishing Swetts
who live in the east
and made it all possible.
I would have grown long-winded
on the subject of long-missed friends
from elementary and high school
some not seen in fifteen, thirty, even forty years
who came to New Hampshire from all corners of the East
--not forgetting to marvel at delightful hours
in the company of our headmistress.
I intended to rave
about the AVA gallery
and show off the flattering review
in the Valley News.
And there was to be no restraint
when it came to enthusiasm for driving
back and forth
across this beautiful country
in the new car
with husband Dan (west to east)
and sister Lyn (east to west).
But this morning I dropped my phone.
So I decided to tear apart the studio
mop
the
linoleum
and mend my jeans.
"It's kind of Pretty..." ©Sarah C. Swett 2015
Next week
everything
will be back to normal.
Whatever that is.
