Since winter vacation ended the kids and I have been leaving a little earlier for school. We take that extra 10 minutes and drive through the neighborhood instead of the freeway. Past the couches on the curbs, beyond the guadalahara market, taking careful notice of the bands of children walking to school. It’s a dangerous route as someone is always stepping into traffic. There are school buses and regular buses and bikes and old men who lean on rakes.
On the way we have music enrichment. Today it was neil young and then some 92 year old blues guitarist. The volume’s really loud. For the last week it’s been led zeplin but that makes me manic if I’m trying not to hit someone. My 10 year old daughter and I talk about jimi page. She jumps on the news about john bonham. she is too grossed out to pick up her dog’s backyard poop but doesn’t seem to have much problem digesting jimi Hendrix dying in the bathroom.
