finally emerging from my blur… merely road weary, not road kill. lady bounces back faster – she’s writing, has 4 assemblages in the works, and jogs every other day. i endure, she flourishes.
backyard squirrel jumped against the door glass to catch a fly, chattered angrily when it hit the glass. stood up, put its paws against the glass and peered in. when it saw us, it chattered away in complaint. the backyard fox, the backyard squirrel, the indoor outdoor cat – the animals here are fearless, follow their own agenda.
and the rats have us running their test mazes again – went downtown last night to an open mic poetry reading… it was canceled, so another $24 put out for no poetry. that’s $50 for two no poetries, and $50 for two no camera in past 2 weeks. this no stuff is expensive.
