THE UNEXPECTED in Postcards 4

  • Feb. 12, 2021, 10:29 a.m.
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There we were, sitting back in comfort, watching the news, dinner was done then the room slowly filled with a faint music. I thought it was coming from George’s cell. When we turned the TV sound off, the music remained. Outside the big sliding glass doors on the lawn stood a whole Mariachi band. A pretty good one too. No one was home next door, but everyone else came out to enjoy the music.
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Himself: Making meatloaf.
Myself: Mending pants.
Reading: The first of the Du Pre volumes. And the last. I shall miss these characters a lot.
Watching: Local stuff on KPBS.
Photo: George recorded it while enjoying the impromptu party.
Gratitude’s: Because I am here for the unexpected.


Last updated February 12, 2021


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