Push My Green Button Honey

-Push my green button to verify your selection, he laughed.
-You mean the green tree on your forehead?
-Yes, that’s the one. Go ahead. No fear. Push it.

She reached up touching the green evergreen tree with her right index finger. It was the symbol of the letter “A” in the middle of the word Grazalema on his black knit cap.
He felt her finger but her touch was too light to do any good to take her anywhere.
-No, go ahead and push it.

Her olive eyes were scared.
-I don’t know if I want to do this.
-You’ll never know unless you try. Be brave. Give the tree a solid shift.
-Ok here goes, pressing with renewed energy. Magic from the tree entered her and she disappeared.
He knew where she was, raised his finger, touched the woven tree thread and vanished.
Marsha was standing on cobblestones in the Plaza de Espana staring up at the Grand Penon dolomite mountains when I arrived. Her smile encompassed blue sky and she hugged me.

-What a great hug he said. -Welcome to Graz. He breathed clear air.

-Wow, she said, dancing in a circle. -Look at this place!

It felt sublime being back in Sierra de la Grazalema. The old Roman village hadn’t changed. Penon trees were decorated with streaming white icicle lights, dull pink and white edges of the municipal government buildings below the white round clock face looked fresh, metal cafe chairs were stacked next to a faded white chef billboard sign, heavy Moorish wooden Catholic church doors with hand shaped Arabic brass knockers were locked, battered brown maple leaves floated along the street, children played soccer in the open plaza between bolted green benches, widows in perpetual black scurried from shops to their white homes pausing to chat with friends, groups of unemployed Andalusian men mumbling in low tones stood near stone potable water faucets spitting water in weak winter sunlight, sparrows flitted to balconies for crumbs and eagle vultures drifted in high thermals.

-Shall we have a look around? he said.
-Sure, why not.
-Where would you like to go?