I’m a great-grandchild of the Revolution.

That’s what you told me.

You told me there'd be days like this.
You must have, right?
Isn't that a thing they say?
None of this feels right.

Hydrogen still fuses in a gravity well 8 light-minutes that way

[waveshandtosignifyup]

I watch an osprey circle overhead while I scope the right plot.

Would you believe blue jays were calling from the treetops?

blue jays

On my... 

Not yet.

Circling above an empty field.
Turning a widening gyre over grass not yet trodden
Eyes peeled and trained on the first wiggle of grass unbidden by the wind.
Gliding free of effort overhead atop hot air from the teeming phases of material composition below.
I walk below between rows and markers looking for a place to plant my roots.

You ever see someone dowsing for water? 
They would hold this crooked stick with branches like handle bars and walk around 
until it blipped. 
Blipt 
Water. 
There's not much science to back it up.

I dowsed for a spot. 

Walked toward what felt right.

204-2: They’ll even get a deed.

“They say if you don’t invest in real estate, you’re dumber than a dummy.”

It has a sunset view.