tree, dogs, meeting

* The daylight hours of two days I have spent outside on the deck under the maple tree braving the limbs still hanging by what looks like threads. Today the wind was such that the limbs creaked and swayed so that when the shade I chased was under them I avoided my book and looked skyward more than read.

* Long haired dogs whose tails blow about in the wind.

* Anticipating a first meeting of the year.

sheets, money, zoo

* Everytime I organize myself to remake the bed with clean sheets before I begin the dog jumps up for a cozy lie down. Everytime I have to convince him that a nap on the bed at this time is not going to be productive for either of us.

* In a quest for I won't say saving money but so that I can have more to spend. (Go figure that one out!) I am disconnecting the tv. None of my three children are connected so I know I can do this too.

* At times I am sure that I live in a zoo. One dog snores house shakingly (the spell correction thing had fun with that one). The other wakes in a bark at the least bit of sound or smell from outside. I cleaned under the bed today and found dried up throw up. But I have clean sheets tonight properly tucked in. Clean sheets in my zoo.

sheets, deck, tree

* Sheets with little tags that disclose which side goes where.

* A repaired deck. I do not want to put anything on it. I just want lie on it and watch the maple tree.

* Ah...the maple tree. A tree trimmer once left his saw dangling from a branch. There was the saw through the winter swaying over the deck, aimed at who ever came out the door. Too high for me to reach. When I hired to clean out the gutters I offered the saw to keep if he reached up and got it down. He did. I also gave him the saw with the long handle which had been left propped up against the shed. Did this tree trimmer on the spur of the moment change professions? "Hell. I'm not going to do this anymore."  So all in all it is an Edgar Allen Poe-ish tree.

ready, place, hay

* Floor washed. Table in place. Blinds open. Ready to produce.

* Everytime I leave a place I take with me something to remind me.

* The bales of hay are piled like ramparts on the green grass.

dig, lights, skeins

* The day goes well and then a phone call to tell me the 22 year old husband of the daughter of a friend has died on active service in Germany. Death, death go away. You are not wanted here. I must be allowed to catch my breath before you come again. Must I dig for gems on most days?

* Red fairy lights surrounding the silver urn.

* Skeins of yarn in the mail that I forgot that I ordered.

tub please,show up,Madeleine,continue

* I am determined to have a tub I can soak in this winter. This determination after a lunch date with someone I have not seen for years at a restaurant where I had not eaten  since 1991. She has invested in a house in Arizona where she goes for November and December, the slowest months of her business. Jeez, just give me a tub with hot water. Would it be weird to have a tub in the dining room?

* Be messy,
   and complicated,
   and afraid,
   and show up anyway.

  In my case, get out of my pajamas first.

* Madeleine Peyroux

* Deciding to continue the business after he is gone.

music, job, market

* The music of jolly tinkley clicks of full milk bottles as I trundle the shopping cart across the car park.

* Discovering who I am after 45 years of employment.

* Relief to find out the market is not beneficial to sell.