Wednesday, August 02, 2006

The Road

My father died early yesterday morning just after I arrived back at the hospital. I spent the rest of the day making arrangements, calling relatives, choosing hymns.

This afternoon I wanted some quiet time, so I got in my car, cranked the air conditioning, and headed for my favorite road. I love my road. The trees shade a long stretch of it, as they are mature enough to almost meet high above the center of the road. The trees are as stately as columns, due in large part to their having been planted

The same distance apart at every point.
"equidistant." WordNet 1.7.1. Princeton University, 2001. 03 Aug. 2006.