It’s a good year for the robots.

Well, I’m sure most of you who read this already know my good news, but just in case:

I’m moving to Canada!

I leave on May 12th, so make sure you get in some quality Beth time.

View from a Harley

Riding on the back of my dad’s motorcycle I feel like I’m viewing the world through God’s eyes.
For this brief moment I am the Creator soaking in the beautiful sight of the creation.
I am amazed by the variety of land and plants and animals.

We ride in the country, where the roads are straight and the sky is wide.
I wonder if life moves slower out here, if maybe people grow old but don’t feel the pressure to stay young.
I know nothing of this; I am a city girl.

God knows every inch of this land; every tiny, worn down house; every cow grazing in someone’s backyard.
He sees every tree, and I’m sure they make him smile (trees must be his favorite).
You can see the ones that have been here forever, tall and strong against the wind, and then they break to wide plains.

The sun warms my cold skin and gives the land a soft light.
Clouds are few and fleeting today.
Perfection exists here; I’m sure of it.

Fabulousity

God, how totally fabulous you are–
Like good coffee and a clove cigarette–
Only much better for me
(though more dangerous, I’m sure).