November 8, 2008
This week I had planned to wash the porch windows. They've been dirty for a year but the gray sky and brown naked trees just seem to accentuate the smears, dust and finger prints. I was also supposed to do on-line banking, pay utility bills and such. And I hoped to, just maybe, finish sewing the curtains I started back in January (yeesh) to brighten up the aforementioned dingy front porch.
Instead I spent 5 hours, over two days, in the leaves with my children.
I carry around (in my head and sometimes on paper) a long list of household projects. But living the seasons just keeps interrupting my plans.
I think I'm more content when I carry around leaves instead of lists.
email me at: renee@tougas.net Ⓒ 2004-2026 Renee Tougas

