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‘Oh Sailor’ by Mr. Little Jeans came on KCRW as I pulled into the driveway this morning and I sat there and listened and watched the shadows move on my pajama pants. I liked the sound but then when I heard the lyrics I really fell in love. It just made me think of them and us and the places we go and….life. How fast it is changing, and how they are going to be sailing away in their own boats very, very soon.

When you feel like you’re out there on your own / Know there is someone watching over you … / I hope you know that you can sail right on / I hope you know you’ve got the ocean blue

I almost always latch onto songs that feel like summer this time of year. Ever since high school I have pulled out Steve Miller Band along with the sunscreen. I always seem to add one or two anthems that get overplayed and I have a feeling this is going to be one of those.

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But in the right rays of the sun \ If you squint hard enough \ There can be only one like it.

“Home” by Delta Spirit

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I have an extreme passion for my home and what resides here alongside of us. A few of these were taken on film, last shot of the roll when I realized I needed to reload before I left the house. A few of these were taken on digital, small grabs that caught my eye while I work from home and the kids aren’t here to fill the space. They span the last six months.

Sometimes I feel off kilter, anxious, or really empty as the sun goes down. Going for a sunset walk recharges and soothes me because I get out of my head and I stop thinking and I let my senses fill up with it all. Walking, hearing birds and my heart beat, feeling my feet hit the pavement, being surrounded by pink sky. The best time of day to be alive, in my opinion. I lose that option Fall – Winter, when it gets dark at dinner time, and I watch the day end from the window over the kitchen sink.

But (hallelujiah) now that the days stretch into bedtime we have this special extra block of time after dinner to enjoy the buttery sun. To avoid the grumps, to leech out another second of day before we sleep and start again.

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You Are My Wild friends, look at the others’ Week 10 submissions here.

Tara