giving up control

by John Marin

In Hawaii I gingerly stepped into the water and tried not to slip on the smooth river rocks. There were wild horses on the road to Waipi’o Valley and everything was wet and lush and green. Back in Park City Akko saw snow for the first time and tried to eat it. When it melted his paws got muddy and he had to be hosed down. Tomorrow I’ll be i…