pensive
we are in a pensive mood these days.
sometimes the marine layer rolls in and softens all the edges. after the rain, the sky glows.
i'm writing about love in a lemon orchard, so some days i write under the lemon tree.
whether we are writing, or just hanging out on a fence rail or a tabletop, as i said, we're feeling pensive.
surely our friend the monk would understand...