Sunday, June 14, 2009

Thinking of Hawkins Street

For all the fun on the farm, sometimes you just wish things were how they used to be. Catching balls in the park with Bailey. Walking to campus to chase squirrels. A lady friend, Annie, across town. Frequent visitors, four-legged and two. But you can't go home again. Old habits don't die so much as they take on new form without our noticing. And often yet a residue of rue remains.

1 comment:

  1. Ozark, of course, is always welcome at Hawkins. Only now he'll have to contend with the Personals, who are busily making it their own home.