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  it’s finally stopped raining and the sun is out and the sky is blue and lu is now 
frenchy pectoralis.
fresh and clean after a mud walk
and a bubble bath.

still 
the sofa and a movie in front of the fire beckons.

in my dream this morning my life
disappeared. 
poof! gone with no trace. no forwarding address. i was left curled up in a little ball of anguish sobbing some where in south korea.

now i think of it. that actually did happen.  i felt something like
that when i moved to south korea. not quite so end of the world terrible but close. packing all your shit and moving someplace you’ve never seen and getting there and hating it more than anything.  that’s pretty bad

but in the end. i wound up with Tearful.
and frenchy pectoralis.
life ain’t all bad.



  it’s finally stopped raining and the sun is out and the sky is blue and lu is now 
frenchy pectoralis.
fresh and clean after a mud walk
and a bubble bath.

still 
the sofa and a movie in front of the fire beckons.

in my dream this morning my life
disappeared. 
poof! gone with no trace. no forwarding address. i was left curled up in a little ball of anguish sobbing some where in south korea.

now i think of it. that actually did happen.  i felt something like
that when i moved to south korea. not quite so end of the world terrible but close. packing all your shit and moving someplace you’ve never seen and getting there and hating it more than anything.  that’s pretty bad

but in the end. i wound up with Tearful.
and frenchy pectoralis.
life ain’t all bad.



  it’s finally stopped raining and the sun is out and the sky is blue and lu is now 
frenchy pectoralis.
fresh and clean after a mud walk
and a bubble bath.

still 
the sofa and a movie in front of the fire beckons.

in my dream this morning my life
disappeared. 
poof! gone with no trace. no forwarding address. i was left curled up in a little ball of anguish sobbing some where in south korea.

now i think of it. that actually did happen.  i felt something like
that when i moved to south korea. not quite so end of the world terrible but close. packing all your shit and moving someplace you’ve never seen and getting there and hating it more than anything.  that’s pretty bad

but in the end. i wound up with Tearful.
and frenchy pectoralis.
life ain’t all bad.



From Planting Along The Verge
we’ve been losing power intermittently and our modem died yesterday. i spent the entire day internetless!  the horror!
instead of the internets i’ve been looking at all our photos. we now have over 7000.  this is three of them. smooshed together.
the internet fixer came this morning and lu rubbed her butt all over him while he was working.  gentleman that he was he didn’t mention it or push her away but i finally had to bribe her with treats and lock her in the bedroom. she needs to get out more.

me too.  
this is day 546 of this storm.  power is out over much of the town.  grocery store has been closed two days now and the hillsides are melting.


i read and ate and cooked a vile meal.  somedays nothing works right. my dear dishwasher would say that nothing could make tempeh work right but i disagree.  i like tempeh i love tempeh. i just have to learn to do nice things to it.
From Planting Along The Verge
we’ve been losing power intermittently and our modem died yesterday. i spent the entire day internetless!  the horror!
instead of the internets i’ve been looking at all our photos. we now have over 7000.  this is three of them. smooshed together.
the internet fixer came this morning and lu rubbed her butt all over him while he was working.  gentleman that he was he didn’t mention it or push her away but i finally had to bribe her with treats and lock her in the bedroom. she needs to get out more.

me too.  
this is day 546 of this storm.  power is out over much of the town.  grocery store has been closed two days now and the hillsides are melting.


i read and ate and cooked a vile meal.  somedays nothing works right. my dear dishwasher would say that nothing could make tempeh work right but i disagree.  i like tempeh i love tempeh. i just have to learn to do nice things to it.
From Planting Along The Verge
i’m watching the puddles grow into little ponds in the back yard.
i’ve been back there to sit in the studio, stitch and watch the rain. 
we’ll lose power today for sure. i wish we’d gone for the battery powered lanterns yesterday but the candles will work just as well.
the dishwasher went out into it. and took lu who would rather pee her bed than go out in the rain. 
i’m still reeling from the last storm we weathered and though i’m already starting to feel the walls closing in a bit, i’d rather hunker down in front of the fire than face another one just now.
there’s still another sweater sleeve left to knit and i’m behind three New Yorkers and there’s always my needle and thread.
From Planting Along The Verge
i’m watching the puddles grow into little ponds in the back yard.
i’ve been back there to sit in the studio, stitch and watch the rain. 
we’ll lose power today for sure. i wish we’d gone for the battery powered lanterns yesterday but the candles will work just as well.
the dishwasher went out into it. and took lu who would rather pee her bed than go out in the rain. 
i’m still reeling from the last storm we weathered and though i’m already starting to feel the walls closing in a bit, i’d rather hunker down in front of the fire than face another one just now.
there’s still another sweater sleeve left to knit and i’m behind three New Yorkers and there’s always my needle and thread.
From Planting Along The Verge
i’ve knit a few rows of the sweater. i’m almost done with one sleeve and i’ve considered amputating my other arm just so i won’t have to knit the other. extreme?
you might think so.

i started some hand stitching to avoid the machine stitching on the boro. so i could sit in front of the fire and watch movies instead.


The Year My Parents Went on Vacation


and 


The Man on the Train
beware the sweetness.
you get used to it.

From Planting Along The Verge
i’ve knit a few rows of the sweater. i’m almost done with one sleeve and i’ve considered amputating my other arm just so i won’t have to knit the other. extreme?
you might think so.

i started some hand stitching to avoid the machine stitching on the boro. so i could sit in front of the fire and watch movies instead.


The Year My Parents Went on Vacation


and 


The Man on the Train
beware the sweetness.
you get used to it.

From Planting Along The Verge
it’s been a dark and stormy couple of days around here
but the sun is out, the laundry is almost done and the dishwasher is cooking dinner.  
this is a detail from one of his paintings.  one of my favorites of his. though i say that about all of his work.  
the guys a freakin’ genius.