20120228 A Party for Three

This is the fourth day of my
5-day-holiday.
It is back to school for my son tomorrow,
so I left my warm burrow
for the market.
This Mom chef knows she needed
fish on the table.

I had not fully closed the main door on the ground floor
when I beheld the cold and the gloomy sign of a coming rain.
It was 11:45am when I left the 7th floor.
There really was no time to go back  for a coat and an umbrella.
Such incredible motherly love
I cannot lay claim to;
on the contrary, I heard myself scold,
"Silly old lady to have braved the cold,
sillier still if you catch a cold."

Blame it on spontaneity,
blame it on the sudden urge to throw a party.
Yet, how can one not be reprehensible
even to self,
for the time spent on my Windows
to ever glance out the windows!

Nevertheless,
it did not take long for God to make me aware of His presence.

On my way to the market,
the red light was on, I do not have to stop walking.

While I was in the market,
the lady fishmonger  in her chatty mood,
gave me a brilliant tip for my fish and clams
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The rain did come pouring hard.
I heard it but was saved from an encounter.
It poured hard and fast
as fast as it takes to see
the finish of my NT$600.

On my way home,
the street was wet but without a drizzle.
Again, there was the red light, I do not have to stop walking.
I need neither a coat nor an umbrella.
I walked home warm with passion for a new recipe.
I walked home warm with passion for my family of three.