Clean

I did laundry today.  Not bales of it but a good amount for one lone broad stuck at home for weeks.  I wasn't going to take its picture because who really wants to see my laundry but then I realized that I didn't have anything else going on, so here you go.

I spent part of the afternoon staring out the patio door waiting for a bird to come and pose.  First this little chickadee obliged,






then a different male goldfinch came and posed in semi-profile so you can see his lovely wings.





And once the laundry was done I sat down at the computer and worked a bit more on that old manuscript.  I have one more paragraph to expand before I give myself a break, print a copy, and then set about retyping it to search for places to put in more story.  I've got just over 39k words and need at least that many more.  That's a tall order.  Maybe this will be a novella.




This evening I finished Car Knitting Warshrag #18.  I just realized that I need to find a different name for these cloths since I'm not knitting them in the car or in waiting rooms.  Quarantine warshrags?  Safer at Home warshrags?  I know! Stuck at Home warshrags!


23 April--Turn the page.  

Pages turn to start and finish,
to draw us in,
to signal the end.

Calendar pages flutter
like a manic flipbook,
time passing too quickly,
falling from the wall
like autumn leaves.

Book pages pull us
into a story,
take us to new worlds
where time passes unnoticed.

Our lives are lived in pages.
Ready for the next adventure?
Turn the page.
~~~~~

It was chilly (in the high 30s) and overcast again today.  The only time I went out was to fill the birdbath.  I'd like warmer weather, please.  And sunny days.  I'm sick of winter in spring.
--Barbara