Went out to the bines and just stood there

Forty years I've spent leaning close to the bines like they had secrets to tell. This morning I just stood in the row and watched them climb, didn't try to read anything into it. Felt like the first time I'd seen them without my own noise in the way. The kid's doing fine out there — better than fine. Maybe the lightest I've felt at 4am in a long while.