Monday, September 3, 2012
Two more river pictures and I have gone down more rivers in the past month than in the past five years probably and it was a good day and my sweetie gave me a mermaid lamp he bought in Apalachicola and Jessie and I are sunburned and I met a darling four-month old pitbull named Mud Bug and Gibson has a little fever.
That has been my day. And I am so tired and am waiting for my sheets to come out of the dryer and I shall take a shower and make up that bed and stretch out on it and it will be heaven.
I hope my grandson is feeling better tomorrow. He's been sweet but sleepy all day and has wanted his mama to hold him and so she has.
And Jessie and Vergil will have to leave for home in the morning and I have to go to town and buy a new coffee pot because I broke mine (the carafe) and I am using a teeny-tiny coffee maker that was in my mother's house and I have to use a paper towel as a filter and it works okay but Jesus. Coffee. You know. When Vergil saw that I'd broken that pot last night he said, "Well, might as well call off tomorrow."
He knows me so well.
Life. The rivers of it all.
Thanks for being one of the rivers which sustains me.
All of you.