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Potato Salad Love
I am thinking of you. As I pack. Folding linens into squares (next to impossible with fitted sheets). Wrestling with rebellious hangers. Cradling white soup plates in sheets of recycled paper. Boxing and taping and labeling our material life once again. Our seven year journey westward now migrating east. Back to the Cape.
Cape Cod, Massachusetts.
Where we first met.
Where we first touched, shaking hands goodbye at the end of a six week painting class (it would take you two and a half years to call me and invite me for coffee).
Where I raked up a post-hurricane marriage and as I sorted through tree limbs and debris saw the biggest rainbow curve high above the destruction.
Where I set up my freedom cottage as a single mother, living in 350 square feet by wits and faith.
Where I learned to trust my instincts. And snip free the soft lies agreed upon.
Where you finally did call.
Where we began our marriage. Our life as parents. Best friends. Lovers. Painters.
Where I most feel at home. By the New England sea.
Returning. With sand in my shoes that I never shook free.
and hoodies
to keep warm. I stood shivering at the Santa Fe Farmer's Market (wind always makes me cranky). It felt more like March than May. This weekend? It was quintessential summer weather. Hot bright sun. Dry air. An almost too-warm casita. We turned on the ceiling fans.
and peel off your long sleeved black jersey
, opting instead for the lime green tank top
. You feel your bones begin to knit as you soak up the longer daylight and linger by the roadside during post-dinner walks in the rose hued sun. You smile at the young jackrabbits and their impossibly erect ears. And your thoughts turn to dining al fresco, sitting beneath the dappled shade of the portal with a chilled glass of white and a zesty potato salad.