Apology

I want to write an "if I had the time" post. It's silly, decadent, not necessary.

But autumn makes me do it. Something about the way light hangs on a tree, cat on a branch. Everything orange. And sad--in a happy, loved way.

Bird on a wire.

A song. Flight.

Catch.

There are photographs everywhere. I breathe and take a picture. Pucker, sweetly.

To kiss a new baby. Nuzzle a cheek. Stretch.

Fingers--long. A kiss for each one.

For you.