Hosting Friends with Families who have come to visit me in Moss Beach. I made it down the steps to show a couple of young nephs the tide pools. Sharing my parents with the families that have me as an honorary Uncle to their children is a sweet appreciation for all the love I’ve received and the beautiful place I am from.
The SOFTest Streets of MOSS Sweets
Welcome to the MOSS
The epic seaside
Cliff and shoreline
Fetched with Cypress Trees
Tide pools with sea creatures
Cumulus Clouds
Massive Pacific Waves
Crashing
Come with your children
My parents will enjoy them
Auntie Gail reads to them
The very last of my kids books
Uncle Harry goes in for the high five
He’s right on their level
My Folks are naturals at being grandparents
For a day
The smooth dinner jazz plays in the background
Jobim and Gilberto
Mid-60s Bossa Nova is the easy elevator flavor of the Moss Couch
Sink in and let the cushions overwhelm your comfort
Let Baby Boomer stories of how it used to be
Lull you with a gentle nassel
Dine on smoked steelhead
And eat cakes flown in from overseas
The rolling hills are majestic and the sky is glowing
How much beauty can a place hold?
A rural enclave in an urban area,
Tucked away in the small south sea
Artichokes and Brussels line the seaside crops
Birds of many varieties take you to sonic merriment
The crash of the ocean waves
Fresh Salty Air
Returning to the origin
Of our birthplace
We dragged ourselves out of the seas to become human
I must drag myself out of here to evolve
Even though I could be a fish on the couch forever
I’ve been leaning into my struggles, on this one I’m leaning into my blessings. Thanks for coming by…
The Soft Sweets of Moss Streets