Shhh … Silent Sunday 3/22/26

Shhh.

We got closer, but Dee stood his ground.

We decided to chat.

Dee started: “Whose neighborhood is this through which you walk?”

He caught me off guard. “Well, the homeowners, I suppose? The neighborhood association?”

“And who are the ‘homeowners’? Who are the members of the ‘neighborhood association’?”

I saw where he was going with his questioning, but I didn’t know where to go next with answering.

So I simply said, “I’m sorry” and walked away.

Dee continued to stare, not moving an inch.

He just followed my departure with his eyes.

My Silent Sunday ended up not being so silent after all.

When I got back to Amy’s and Scott’s house, where Robert and I are dog- and housesitting for a few days, HR was still asleep, so I made my coffee and walked out onto their balcony-porch overlooking Savannah’s Moon River.

Such Sunday morning peace.

And then the dolphins, the fish, the alligators, the pelicans, the common sea gulls and the wading birds began to talk, to question.