night walk
March 2, 2005Walking at night is not for the faint of heart. Around here, cars speed merrily along, and drivers do not see us. At Christmas, after some near catastrophes, I asked for one of these , and got a flashing red light for my arm too.
On a good night, the fragrance of supper wafts out to us as we pass. Sometimes, supper has been burned, but sometimes, it smells like meat loaf and potatoes.


