Thursday, June 26, 2008

Familiar scenes

Someone has been in the house.

I can tell by the smell that lingered in the living room. A familiar scent.

A work bag, folded newspapers and a pair of worn out black shoes all placed directly under the cityscape wall art. This is a familiar scene.

The backdoor is ajar.

The flower pots by the stairs, the jasmine planter, the spanish lavender, all newly hosed down. Another familiar scene.

Today's mail on the coffee table. Someone came home early, perhaps?

I tip toed my way through our abode and saw mijo, still in his work clothes, taking his treasured nap in the bedroom.

How I wish I had a camera handy to capture this picturesque, fleeting moment.


(The picture above is the inverted cube of the newly opened Contemporary Jewish Museum on Yerba Buena lane in San Francisco.)