Morning appointment with Mom. Tried to look at an electric car after we’d had some brunch but – sorry – we don’t have any. You could put a deposit on one and when it comes in, see if you like it. If not you’d get your deposit back. That might take six months. I’m short, so I prefer to actually sit in a car to see if I fit and can see everything but thanks. Restocked the freezer on the trip home and here I am. Between all that and the looming brush pile in my driveway, my brain is messy. But it’s that very brief interlude of daffodils and bluebells.
cut down the cedars
which the deer had pruned into
something scrawnythree misshapen shrubs
now piled up by the driveway
please deer, eat them nowdefrosted freezer
so clean and strangely empty
fill it, start again.
Update on yesterday’s paint:
The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction not a destination. — Carl Rogers
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