Impending. Pendulum. Suspense. Pensive. In four days they'll be here, a tremendous number of people we like gathering to celebrate the birthdays of several people we like. The roots of the first four words are linked through a concept of something about to drop, something held up that will fall. In four days we can celebrate until it hurts, but up to that point we're doing all we can to prepare.
Meanwhile, the honey watercolors call to the brush, demanding to be stroked and applied. They're so kinky.
It's past time to go back to work, back to the sweeping and weeding and mowing and laundry and dishes and all the other things that need to happen Before. I wonder what I'll do with my time After.
Autumn Dreams
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There's a moment in autumn when most of the leaves have fallen from the
trees, but winter's bite isn't in the air yet. My garden is tired, but not
ready ...
2 days ago






















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