Towse: views from the hill

June 24, 2008

Sunrise. Smoke. Saudade.

Filed under: life — Towse @ 8:03 pm

The sun rose over Berkeley this morning, a deep orange red through the smoke from the fires. I know the smell of smoke comes from hundreds of fires that are burning right now and that people and their homes are in dangerous straits, and yet, still … though my eyes sting and my throat is more raspy than it would be if the air were clear (raspy throat in part from the cold I brought back from Camp, lucky me), the smell of smoke permeating the air reminds me of Brazil …

Saudade.

We’d always planned to go back to BelĂ©m, drag my dad along, check out 189 Consulato Furtado and the park. Take a boat up the river to Manaus. Swim back in the river of time.

Won’t ever happen now. Can’t. The smell of smoke in the air brings memories and saudade.

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