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
Spring has arrived.
"Are you there, Ceiling Cat? It’s me, Henry."
Fog
We had pea soup today. I’m not complaining, because it looks and feels like OMGSPRING! Finally.
Happy Got Day!
For humoring me and wearing her tiara for her official two year anniversary photo, Franny got a hamburger on a bed of peanut butter, with two matchstick carrots for “candles.” I can’t believe it’s been two years already, but at the same time, it seems like she’s always been with me.
A Tiny Poem
My stony moon sleeps
and dreams of
perfect waves
crashing
in the raw season
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.
Little Black Dog in the Snow
It snowed. Then it snowed some more. Then I shoveled the patio. And then it rained. We do not like rain, so we spent our day looking out the patio window and sighing heavily.
red paper boat 