The pug and I took a trespassing walk I thought lead to a park, but actually goes to an irrigation ditch with some street art and a twisted tree.
You can see why I’m trying to save my mind with color.
The mermaid in me has been wondering about the sound of running water. It’s nearer than I thought and there’s a bit of a place to sit on the ground under the gnarled tree next to the running water.
In this beige blasted desert - it is an oasis. It refracts colors. In the creek’s bottom there’s machinery gears and discarded tools visible through the clear water. There’s some green friendly algae.
I see why the deer hang out here in the middle of the city. They have paths all through the trees.
Sadie and I have lived here now three months. in six and a half months we get to go back to Florida.