On the Road
A Poem for Pebbles
Here is the audio for today’s Morning Journal:
GOD IS OUR CO-PILOT
Why we named our Tesla Pebbles I can barely remember. It suggested little smooth stones on a Sanibel beach. She's Stealth Gray beneath her teal wrap. Smiles follow her everywhere, Elon Musk or no. Yesterday on I-87 she guided us through thumping rain-- Too-close tractor trailers hardly seen past frantic new wipers. Way too risky to pull off or stay-- just the road ahead, just the present danger and love's way of naming itself--of luring us beyond safety, all the way home.


Len I've tried emails, but to no avail. Would welcome a chance to see you, even briefly, on your trip South. Happy to meet at a spot on I 95 if that is your route. Please respond. Kindley