City lights dazzle in daytime

Today I was at the main public library, meeting with a subcommittee of the Elder Caucus of Occupy Portland to draft our mission statement, when in walked C. and little Kristabella, my granddaughter. Total coincidence, we were all so surprised! My meeting was almost over, so I waited, and when C. found the Spanish language children's songs and books she wanted for her Spanish Baby Time group, she and Bella joined me for lunch at a nearby Mexican restaurant with a window onto the street. Bella, like her grandma, loves city life. She could hardly eat for enjoying the people walking past in the rain.

Your comments on last night's city lights are a delight, and as Doli points out, "It's good to prefer what you have." Doli can hear the horse breathing in the paddock next door, in semi-rural Australia. Spitzimixi loves her ice crystals and buds swelling in rural Switzerland, and for her that's the best there is. Chaiselongue has a village in southern France where human life happens "on a more intimate, less anonymous, scale." Ceridwen has her multitude of stars in Wales, an owl hooting, the cough of a sheep, a whiff of the sea. Earthdreamer lives in a small town in Yorkshire where he has quick access to the moors. Barrioboy and Digitaldaze regale us with the pounding energy of life in Rio and Barcelona. There are Freespiral and Travellersjoy in the hills near Cork, Ireland, and Drew and Julie and Waipushrink in New Zealand, Vodkaman Dave in Bandung, Indonesia. Giacomo travels all over the USA, and you never know where he'll be next. There is Folkie in Liverpool and Goatee, her brother, in London and Booky of course. Bittersweet lives near London but her immediate world is rural. There is everything to love in each other's lives, in the balance we seek for ourselves, in the images we see in our separate lives which are all one, really. No wonder we love to peer into each other's lives, because together we have it all.