Sunday, December 26, 2010

Snow Angels and Hot Chocolate at Mt. Hood

Mom's peach cobbler, crisp diner bacon, white t-shirts right out of the dryer, ordering the perfect pizza, Sports Center and American cable with a remote, driver's that obey traffic rules, Scrabble wtih strangers in cafes, snow tubes...
Horse drawn carriages with jingle bells, folks stopping to chat at crosswalks, guy using the paint cans as a drum set, jack rabbits bouncing around in Christmas Tree farms, goosedown pillows, camping out in sleeping bags on living room floors, watching my daughter's eyes light up when the kid gets his tongue stuck on the cold flag pole in A Christmas Story...
Lisa's cinnamon rolls, sitting on my bedroom floor going through old boxes and laughing, vanilla flavored soy milk, popcorn out of Grant's old popper, pine needles crunching under tires, the taste of snow, wet pant legs warmed by fires...
Joe's Doughnuts in Sandy, the RC cafe in Estacada, walking along Milk Creek, stopping as a racoon family waddles across a gravel road, jogging over the Hawthorne bridge at dawn on a Friday morning, Christmas shopping at the Woodburn Outlet Mall and not freaking out...
Cracking jokes with short order cooks, extra whipped topping dripping off hot chocolate mugs, washing and drying dishes with my Mom, standing in the corner with my brother Grant talking about the solstice, breaking ornanments off the tree while showing my nephews light saber moves, making a Huck Finn blood pact never to tell a soul...
Chopping wood outside the barn, rummaging for snow chains and finding the old lantern, turning the snow globes over in Mom's pantry, listening to Xian read Matthew chapter 2 while sitting on my lap, driving country roads in silence, the girls asleep in the back, tumbled upon one another, heading out into the snow.

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