to the Shenandoah Valley
to see
the fall foliage, she says,
over morning coffee.
she's wearing her flannel
shirt, and jeans,
hiking boots.
all the ways up there,
i say, wincing, really?
my mind is whirling trying
to remember what time
the game comes on tv.
we live in the woods now,
i tell her.
look out the back window,
there's approximately ten
thousand trees with leaves
falling all over the place.
plus there's a nice stream
out there too.
look, look, see.
orange, red, brown, yellow.
a whole bunch of leaves.
but it would be fun,
she says.
we can stop and get
a pumpkin at some
roadside market.
get some candles.
candles?
i hit the light switch
in the kitchen. still working.
yes, candles, and maybe some
apple cider that some
poor hill family made.
they look so happy when
we drive by,
the little children waving
their skinny arms.
i just love the leaves this
time of year, don't you?
yeah, sure, i guess so.
i mean they're okay.
great, we can take the land
rover today. the white one.
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