Forth to the Fourth

A friend from climbing who's been in California for grad school called unexpectedly, wanting to hang out; I abandoned my housecleaning chores to go walk around a nice park - Volunteer Park - in part of the Capitol Hill neighborhood. We strolled around the paths, visited the conservatory, whose heat and humidity made the outside weather seem even more divine. She caught me up on her life, part of which has been spent in Mexico visiting a friend teaching there. She's another positive energetic thirty-something who makes me feel more energized, rather than more aged. Our mutual friend whose reconstructive surgery went awry had called to say she'd gotten emergency treatment for a bad infection, was feeling better after massive amounts of antibiotics. We breathed great sighs of relief. This world cannot afford to lose any good people.