A Mt. Peak Affair

Today while getting ready for my hike just inside the treeline by the parking area at Mt. Peak, I saw a heart-shaped rock. It was large-palm-sized, and caught my eye because it had writing on it in black lettering. I picked it up and read it:

"Kari, you have my heart. James."

I wondered about the status of the affair, since the stone seemed to be discarded in amongst weeds and other rocks. Had Kari chucked it there, rejecting James? Or had James thrown it away, after being rejected by Kari? Or was the rock only accidentally lost?

James' message seemed more poignant for the lonely state and position of the stone.

Wall-to-Wall Stress

Some sun today.

Flock of Canadian geese flew over, honking.

Another downer depressed lonely day.

Wall-to-wall stress.

Rain All Night

Warmer, but with this grey drear, loneliness and depression oozes out of the air.

A lonely, monochrome day.

The market was hopping -- people need to eat.

Rain, rain, all last night, the drips clicking on the leaves, as though someone was working at something outside the window: click; click; click.

Woke up to soaking. Lawns flooding.

Rain

And it warms up and snow gives way to rain.

A dreary, soggy day.

Does the grey drear really conduce to loneliness?