at the intersection

[asakiyume]

I liked the people who were waiting at the red light with me at the intersection of US route 202 and Massachusetts route 33. I was in the middle of three lanes, with my windows rolled down. To my left I could hear pleasant music. I stole a glance: the driver was large-necked, middle-aged woman with a relaxed and pleasant face. To my right was a guy on a motorcycle. He had a grizzled beard, maybe six inches long, that tapered to a point. Someone in a pickup truck driving across the intersection honked and hollered, and the guy on the motorcycle laughed and waved. The pickup truck person waved back. In my rearview mirror, I could see the guy behind me, young man with a baseball cap on and a little figurine of a rooster on his dashboard. It was a good smattering of humanity.

Comments

[amaebi]

And in the grass
tiny white flowers
star the filaments.

[asakiyume]

What a lovely vision--thank you

[missroserose]

Sounds like we've both had good experiences at intersections lately. :)

[asakiyume]

Hahaha--yes!

[queenoftheskies]

That's really cool.

It's always interesting, isn't it, to see the people we share the road with?

[asakiyume]

Yes indeed!