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a little night music

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I have always had remarkable hearing, as in, I find normal levels of conversation way too loud and I can hear a conversation through a door from 30 feet away. I’ve never really known why.

But then Der and I went out for a Valentine’s supper, I was wearing my sunglasses as we were by the sunny sea, and he noticed they were slightly askew.

He reached out to adjust them, and found he couldn’t.

He leaned back, somewhat taken amused, and said “Ah, I see it now.”

“See what?” said I.

“The askew ears. Nocturnal owls have one ear higher then the other on their heads so they can pinpoint their prey in the dark.”

“Tis true, I’m night owl,” I smiled, because only Der could see such a imperfection as an asset. “Thankfully, you’re a pussy cat.”

Then we dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which we ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
We danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
We danced by the light of the moon.

Needless to say, Valentine’s was quite nice!

The Standing Proposal

Next stop, adventure!

Next stop, adventure!

After much number crunching and thoughtful on-the-ground analysis, Der’s company decided California wasn’t really the best place to set up a West Coast North American office.  The firm has chosen Vancouver, in Canada, instead.

Der left on Friday.  He asked me not to take him to the airport.

It was a strange goodbye, full of things unsaid. Till the very last moment, when his transport arrived and his bags were being loaded in.

He asked if I would come and visit him in Canada. I said of course.

He said he felt as though we had something special. I said I felt that too.

Then gave me an emerald tennis bracelet, he said he’d picked up in the Jewelry District, for practically nothing.

He hoped it would remind me of him. I said it certainly would!

And then there was a silence. We could not lose each other, because we’d never had each other.  There were never strings attached.  And yet, we have a kind of harmonious affection which adds a form to all the fluid passions.

He asked if I would reserve him Valentine’s Day — in 2016. I said two and half years was a long time, anything could happen.

He said that was true. But just in case, if we were still both free and of the same mind, would that Sunday not be the ideal day? I agreed.

We both smiled and put the day into our calendars.

Then he kissed me goodbye and drove off.