Our family celebrates with sweets and flowers. I’m not mad about it.
Physical clutter chatters. It is a woman with a high pitches voice that won’t stop talking.
Rainy days bring permission.
Weeds are easier to pull after the rain. I wonder what makes it easier for me to pull the weeds in my life.
Sometimes weeds are flowers or edible. Which complicates what stays and what goes.
Painting is a language.
I’m a morning bird, but for The Girl, I will stay awake and chat at the kitchen counter.