Friday Morning, peace surrounds me. Kings Mountain State Park campground fills up over the weekend but few are here now and they are apparently still sleeping. From my picnic table I can only see one rig: the camp host. Another is behind me, across the road. A scattering of others out of sight.
The weekend is well begun: email's caught up, I've been for a walk & a scoot ride and the new song is down to the minor tweaking stage. It's a genre I never thought i'd write in, musically, but I don't really create songs. More like I give birth to them. So this 59 year old woman gives birth to a rap tune - what's up with that? Not that any gangsta would rap these lyrics.
30 years ago I was giving birth for real - Today is my younger daughter's birthday. I'm blessed with assignments near her all month so later today I'll go there and we'll celebrate.
Life is good. May there be a road!
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