Summer-inaugural breakfast I just made myself a proper breakfast for the first time in… maybe a year? Finished my last art show (until Fall) on Saturday; Have released my late Mom’s things to the point that I can reclaim my storage space for inventory; My son’s doing okay; The cat is happy. Life is good. … Continue reading good morning, summer!
There’s some sh*t I need to release and remove from my space and consciousness , before I can let myself take a deep breath and start to splatter and smear joy.
The last thing I could bring you. Photo by Leslee Hare The last thing I could bring you wilted before you left. You smiled and I cried even though I still believed that you’d be coming home. Soon. I didn’t know flowers were not allowed inside the MICU. I’m glad I didn’t care and relieved … Continue reading the last thing i could bring you
What's happened around the bird feeder in my back yard shows a good example of how some people are not so different from squirrels. But maybe I should only speak for myself. A couple little fellas were hell-bent on getting to the birdseed. If the squirrels had just waited for the birds to do their … Continue reading destructive self-preservation
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