the universe is too kind. things change for the better as much as for the different. i've been eating ice cream again. kev banned it from my life for at least 7 years. last night mark and i cooked corn from the farm and brown rice. he asked if we had the little prong things to stick in the ends. we stopped using those years ago. on the way home joe and i stopped by the former lake lost to impermanence and floods. there were deer, wild turkeys, and mosquitoes. he peered. i peered. we peered together back in time, foreward in time, within the time that held our presence. time plays so many tricks you know--some of them are very kind.