I was listening "Birds" by Neil Young (posted below) on the drive back to work today and thought about my dad. Didn't cry. Just created a short film in my mind as it was playing. The film's about a woman who has no destination--she's just driving to be driving (I know, crazy considering the cost of gas!). But, she keeps driving--past the children playing in the schoolyard, past the cows grazing, past some horses running toward a barn, past the signs "Road Work Ahead" "Congested Area" "Speed Limit 45" " Straw For Sale" "Fresh Vegetables" "Prepare for Sudden Stop", past the factories, over the bridges, through each season, across the mountains, next to the coast, on the freeways, through covered bridges--always driving. At one point, her car startles a field of blackbirds and they take flight simultaneously, waving up and down in the air--lifting themselves all at once until she passes and then landing themselves all at once when they know she is nothing to fear. The little vignette played on and on and I just kept hitting repeat so I could keep listening to the song and dreaming along.

Gotta go to the grocery and then home to cook. Need a glass of merlot. Need some sleep.

"Birds"

Lover,there will be another one
Who'll hover over you beneath the sun
Tomorrow see the things that never come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.

Nestled in your wings my little one
This special morning brings another sun
Tomorrow see the things that never come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.

Neil Young