I did a major cleaning and rearranging project in my work room. Phase one was to empty out the closet, set up shelves inside it, sort ALL THE THINGS, then put away everything I was keeping. Phase two was getting my genealogy files into storage that was easily accessible. During that whole process, I came across a box of bones.
Month: March 2015
Sunrise
"Are you there, Ceiling Cat? It’s me, Henry."
Fog
Happy Got Day!
A Tiny Poem
Apple Crate
I have been putting off and putting off and putting off cleaning out the closet in my spare room. The bad weather and cabin fever finally got to me, though. I pulled everything out of the closet, put shelves in it, sorted ALL THE THINGS, and put them back neatly, in labeled boxes. Now, I can actually get to things, whereas before, whatever I needed to get to was sure to be in the bottom box in the very back corner.
In the process, I came across an old apple crate. It still has most of the label attached to one end.











