August 29, 2008

We have a nominee, and I'm coming home. . .

. . . for a day.

In 15 hours, I'll be feet firmly planted in my lawn, face to face with whatever has transpired with the green, red, purple and yellow beings there in the past five days.

A lot can happen in five days. In fact, the most transformational events I can think of happen in less than that. Birth, death, marriage. I'm guessing that all of the above happened in the garden in my absence.

Tonight, I just stood witness to a forty five minute speech. And I wonder, as do pundits and citizens country wide.

Were those words seeds of change?

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