Monday, October 10, 2016

From The Damned To The Sublime

I knitted obsessively last night as I watched D. Trump loom and stalk around that stage, snorting and sniffing, lying and threatening.
If I ever do finish that baby blanket, I'm going to have to sage it before I let it be used to cover an innocent child.

It's so good to have my sweetheart home. I mean, Maurice is fine to sleep with but it is such a comfort to reach over and touch the sleeping warmth of my husband in our bed. It got chilly last night and we both slept well and we both slept late. Since he works out of a bank which is closed for Columbus Day (and no need to educate me on the inappropriateness of having a Columbus Day-you're preaching to the choir here), he could take it easy this morning and I made us a huge pot of oatmeal with apples and raisins in it, and he figured out how to get my washing machine unlocked so that I could at least get the drenched clothes out of it and onto the line, and Jessie and August are coming out for a visit.

It's a beautiful day and I'm just so grateful for it.

Here are Dotty, Darla, and Nicey 2 who have finally made their way a few yards from the hen house to scratch along the red passion flower protected fence line.

Owen and I discussed these chickens' names yesterday and he wanted to give them all "nicknames." So, we have settled on Dotty Begotti, Darla Star, and Nicey Two Two.

I wonder if he finished writing his book.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. A sweet day to you all.
    I just read yesterdays post and saw the pictures of the PO, brass boxes! And if those are the front two doors, the whole thing must look very old and Sturdy!
    Your white turtle shell is amazing, perfect for your altar.

    PS: Can you ask Owen what the title of his book is? I'm sure it'll be a good one!

  2. Whatever else he might do in his grownup life, Owen will be a fine wordsmith.

  3. owen will not only write books, his characters will have wonderfully intriguing names!


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