November 23, 2012 – I was lighting the fireplace this morning and lifted my head to see a sight I’ve only encountered once before, in Edmonton. Bohemian Waxwings, gorging on mountain ash berries. These two were kind enough to sit still for a moment to allow me a relatively decent photograph.
It was a momentary distraction and the camera provided a short window to see something besides sadness in the world. Mom had told me in the past that they came once in a while in the winter, passing through and feeding on the berries. She loved to watch the birds through her windows, and had a squirrel feeder mounted just outside the window so she could enjoy their antics.
Derek arrived today, he was supposed to arrive last night but the plane couldn’t land so he had been rerouted back to the coast. And as of today our lives have become filled with all the things I wasn’t ready to confront. Lawyers, banks, the funeral home. Things I never wanted to deal with, and which came too early. Too unexpectedly. I feel like I am lost in a fog.
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