the buddhist monk's chest holds a bunch of stuff
it's a constantly evolving surface filled with things i love.
and now there's a winged being
from aimee.
i was away in toronto
and just before i left rudy and the boys
brought over the lumber for my roof.
there has been some snow,
cold,
and wind, too,
but they did work on the roof one day while i was away.
these guys tried hard to get this done
but this crazy on and off winter has had its way
with the best laid plans.
so a dark green metal will soon grace this old place.
feeling like i can get things done:
yesterday i walked three miles and then sat myself down
with h & r block and my mac
and got the damned taxes done.
up till midnight with that, but oh! it's done.
this morning i repaired my laundry basket.
the handles had moved from functional to,
er,
non-functional
now they'll do for a bit.
february is such a strange month,
short but cold,
there's a little shrine on my cupboard.
(shanna leino heart)
and jack frost is busy
still
painting frosty fern shapes
on my old storm door windows.
