Sunday, April 6, 2014

more of the past, which is the present

my face to rock face
toes into small crevices
there is no time here


  1. You wrote a comment about my renovation and now I can't find it. You asked how I worked and what leads me to the next thing...or something like that. Usually I jump all over the place. I get up in the morning and think, "now what will I do today?" ...and I answer, "ANYTHING I WANT." Then I wander from thing to thing and fix mistakes that usually turn into something better than the original idea. I picked up the stick handrail on a hike and knew I wanted to grab onto it every time I walked up the stairs.

    Thanks for asking. Or did you? Or did I just imagine it?