yesterday was high summer and i was wakeful with the heat under two fans and today o canada, high wind and waves, we walked far north toward the city and my tooth was a little throbby and copp moving slow yet we traveled far and peaceful and copp got some good love in passing. i was thinking about passing. not life passing us by, but passing with us. life, passing. i carried the worry stone i gave to david with me and placed it on copp's brow and photographed him under the pines. i saw heidi who i haven't seen for seems a  year and she went wild running circles and chewing roots and rolling with me and bill said, dog's remember, don't they? and i said, like yesterday..  

when someone says, i was just thinking of you, when you call, i think they were thinking, i hope a thought is enough, but when doll said, copp on the comments, i really had been thinking of her and glad she wrote one word, the best word for my soul, copp.