Surprise.
On Friday we passed through mountains through place
called Alpine, hand-lettered signs on Apple cider roadside
stands a small lake, lots of pine and higher up twisted
Aspen made me lonesome for crystal on Arizona,
New Mexico line.
Yesterday it snowed only 70 miles Southeast
of San Diego in the mountains.
Monday morning, I am very clear in my head,
I realize I didn't get drunk all weekend.
Surprises I like to learn from them when I am clear.