Acting innocent**

An interesting thing happened on the way from Whole Foods today. 

One of the two lanes available to drive in had construction and was coned off. The right hand lane. The one my car and several others were in. There were no warning signs that I saw. Suddenly the car in front of me went into the other lane and I saw the cones and realized that I needed to also. I looked to see if anyone was coming in the left hand lane and the guy behind was already turning into the lane, forcing me to wait, since in front of me were cones. 

Then he did a strange thing. Instead of going on he stopped, sticking out in the lane, which I was not sticking out into, and honked. So I went. In the left hand lane, waiting at the red light I looked in my rear view mirror and saw the guy. I raised my hand in the air at the frustration of the situation of the cones and questioningly, as if to say, "Why you gotta honk at me?"

He flipped me off.

I laughed and "waved". No I did not flip him off. I have to confess that my wave was not as friendly as my laugh, but I really did think his reaction was funny because I had not intended to pick a fight.

He flipped me off again. 

I just laughed and thought to myself that I would just drive very slowly when the light turned green. But when it came time I discovered that it didn’t matter any more and I really didn’t want to go slowly. Before very long he got far left and turned at a  different intersection.  I never gave it a second thought.

In a bit I saw a yard sale sign and asked The Babe if she wanted to go. She did. So I followed the signs, taking a left and then a right. But I had to go quite a way and I thought that they might have given up for the day. I noticed a silver van behind me that turned each time I did. I told The Babe that the lady behind me must be looking for the yard sale too.  We came to a dead end and turned around thinking that the yard sale was certainly no longer out, but then I saw it out of the corner of my eye. It was a small yard sale with a car in the way. A I parked I made a motion to the lady behind me in case she had not seen it. She was pulling up hesitantly behind and beside me. I opened my door and in a friendly voice, "Did you see it?"

She pulled up the rest of the way, her window down.  "What?"

"The yard sale. Did you see it?" Then because she seemed hesitant I added, " I thought you were looking for it too."

"No. And I know that you did not think I was looking for no yard sale."

"Wha…?"

She said somthing else as she drove away.

I was confused for a second and then realized that she had followed me all of the way from ‘the incident’. 

I marveled at all the emotions that ran through me as she drove away. She had been on the phone. It was a bit creepy. 

My favorite part was how when you are innocent you act innocent.  I don’t know what she thought she saw from her vantage point but I am pretty certain that she was full of all kinds of righteous indignation.  And I had the attitude of someone who had not done anything wrong. It must have startled her. Right?

I liked that I had hapy friendly thoughts going on because I was happy. And friendly.

I don’t know, it was kinda weird.

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 In Sandy soil I plant this seed, If even only I do heed.

In death is life; won’t be denied, grown by tears of sorrow cried.

The truth is harsh, the babes are dead, I’ll hold mine closer in their stead.

It’s all I have and know to do. I don’t admit those lives are through.

I will not waste this plot of land, it will not wither ‘neath my hand.

Come here my Love, look in my eyes,

Do you know how dear you are to me….?