Saturday, February 5, 2011


The tree should be too short to cast a shadow on her shed.


The cows are gone, but the fence remains.  It needed to stay.   


I’ve seen identical sets in antique malls.  She keeps hers on the hutch.


He let her keep the board books when he moved downstairs. 


She said she hadn’t lost it.  I doubted; got mad.  I found it 5 years later in storage.  Sorry. 


I don’t know why, but I wanted a floating clock.  Fishing line and screw eyes in hand, I drilled the first hole…directly into my finger.  After a good cry, I tried again.