Ponies, Yarn, Shadows

[jwyche]

I dyed yarn at Jamie's house. The sunshine and I, alone together.





I wish I would live in a tree house. The sun would come through the leaves and the light would always be green and yellow and white. I would have a special series of retractable ramps so the dogs could climb up. There would be no property taxes because I would not live in a country. It would be no man's land, and I'd be the woman forgotten by everything.

The other day, I said to my parents,
"I used to have spring-semester classes in Mitchell Hall, on the second floor. There'd be nothing but bare branches out the window. Then one day after spring break we'd walk into the class and there'd be no ground, no sky, just green light dripping in through curtains of newly sprung cottonwood leaves. And that was the best thing that happened to me in college."

And my mom said, "That's not true. You got a wonderful education."

I got something of an education but those second floor classes at Mitchell were still the best part.

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The education improved your mind but the cottonwood leaves improved your soul.