It rained yesterday and today.. and I can’t remember being so glad to see it do so. It’s been very dry his spring.. there was little snow to melt a so we had no flooding.. and only a little of the axle breaking rutted roads we normally expect in ‘mud season’. After the long warm.. or maybe even hot.. spell we had a few weeks back the weather has reverted to a more seasonable temperature.. but none of the April showers that we so often get. It was so dry here that last week a smoldering truck tire flew off and started a brush fire up in Colchester.
When I woke to see rain this morning, was actually glad.. I was even glad one of our rain wet dogs jumped up on the bed to wake me up. I lay there this morning enjoying the familiar sound of the rain and enjoying the soft grey light from outside. I even enjoyed driving to work with the wipers on. I.
All mornign at work I stared out the window into my little courtyard at work and nd watched the rain streak down my windows.. It was so peaceful ! Normally by this time of year everyone is sick of the rain.. it was nice to have the change…
I had a day that would be very hard to describe here.. so I won’t even try.. Suffice it to say that I spent the day beside myself.. Not as ‘in distress’.. but as in ‘my brain and my body were displaced’.. I had the strong feeling of being out of my body.. or … to be more precise .. about 6 inches behind my body for nearly all of the day.. in fact.. i still have it. I’m blogging from approximately 6 inches further back than physical body that is typing these words.. 6 inches may not seem like much.. but it’s a bit like driving from the back seat of your car..everythign seems a bit further away.. a bit slower.. and a bit more quiet. Not unpleasant really.. just strange.. The extra six inches is giving me a muted dreamy way of going through the world.. It’s a perfect psychophysical metaphor for how behind I’m feeling right now.. Everything is going pretty well in my life .. though I am always feeling a little behind.
I’m going to bed tonight not knowing If I’ll wake up caught up. directly in my body.. or wake up even further back.. …I’ll just have to be surprised and see !
Good day today but feeling somewhat blue anyway. I think holidays still ( or will always) come with a fair bit of sadness. We had a great brunch with friends in the morning . Then our good friends Kevin and Betsy dropped by with their daughter Megan who’s checking out uvm. We spent a great afternoon catching up with them… Then we took a good walk showing them around downtown.
Now I’m trying to hear back up for the work week and I’m having a load of technical trouble with my laptop. I wasn’t able to blog on it hence this short post from my phone.
I think my jet lag is catching up with me so I better sign off. Hope everyone had a good holiday
Tonight is the second night of passover.. a night we ask.. “why is this night different than all other nights’ .. Tonight that question has a much different significance to us. One year ago today our good friend Dylan Peters died.
Dylan had been in a car accident 3 days before . As he left this earth, he gave of life to four others t through the donation of his strong, young organs. Dylan was an amazing guy.. funny, athletic and smart. He’d been one of Sam’s best friends. They grew up together on the mountain learning to spin through the air without fear. When Sam died. Dylan stepped in like a brother to Gabe.. He helped Gabe grow as a rider.. and as a person.
Dylan.. it is so hard to believe that it’s been a year.. I can still remember your goofy antics.. like the time you ate a whole ball of wasabi on a dare when you Gabe and me went out for sushi.. or smuggling candy into the room for Easter at nationals in Colorado after you won the national slopestyle in your age group.
It’s been a hard year for everybody wiht out you.. your folks, your brother, your sister.. for Gabe.. and for us. Your still very much part of all our lives…
