Monica and I talked about the wonders, the pains, and the realities of life. This is something I could not speak to anyone so easily. The moon was so perfect that night, what can we do right?
The perfect scene: low full moon, soft light breezy air, dim incandescent lights, hums of a steady water, owls hooting, coniferous surroundings, the smell of hydrangea, a little pond under a little grassy bridge, a wooden bench that can seat two people, a deaf, a mute, a silent love to share.....
this is the perfect scene.
