For those of you following, as soon as I published yesterday’s post about my inability to figure out the coffee pot, I entered our rented beach house to the spurt and gurgle of morning brewing. As they poured me a cup, my girlfriends got a good laugh about me solving the coffee pot problem by going outside to write about it instead of waking someone up to help me.
Now, I’m sitting on a jetty with my friends. It is low tide, and our legs swing over the edge of the concrete finger. We watch seagulls drift in the evening sea breeze, kids splash in tide pools, and surfers bob up and down over smooth swells. One friend pulled out her phone, queued up music, and said she had a surprise for me. The next song that played was Bonnie Raitt singing John Prine’s “Angel from Montgomery.” With John Prine.
As we walked here, a man pedaled by with his little dog in his bicycle basket. The dog’s ears flapped in the wind. Life is full of delight.