The Vacation

I've stacked my vacation books on a chair--two mysteries, an espionage saga, a book on the use of time in memoir, a book of poems, and a book of short stories. Who can tell what I'll want to read.

Then there's the art supplies, camera and lenses...

One of these days I'm really going to pack everything in a small rucksack and commune with nature without photographing the dramatic landscape, without drawing lupines, without reading a story with a plot.

Instead I'll write four line poems in my head.