goodnight America, it's been simply grand, thank you

after the last toes had danced on the felt

the bundles boiled

and all agreed 

it is better to dye together 

than to dye alone

i am delivered to Philadelphia airport 

[thank you Leslie and Keli]

and board a flight heading west

i collect my trashed suitcase

now missing a 'leg' and limping [meaning the suitcase, not me]

and find a taxi

discussing the most favourable route with the driver

[left on 3rd and then Kearny to Stockton]

he asks if i live here

i reply "sometimes in my dreams" 

the tide was out

so i was able to play with stones

and have a quiet moment

i catch up with familiar trees

sit quietly a while

and wander to favourite places

thanks America...Dog bless.

Long Ridge Farm

Haystack

some time out

West Chester