Headed to Panamá to accompany my dad to a battery of tests because the doctors are recommending back surgery. The plan right now is to be in the city only through Tuesday evening. If I have to be there (and the timing couldn’t be worse. I am bone-tired), at least I wish I could be here:
where my dad and I sit and talk with a fire going and the cool, gentle rainforest mist keeps everything beyond that space just a little blurred and soft. Maybe there will be some time to read and write. I have missed that.