To Do

It’s another rainy Saturday morning, when I should be painting. Instead, I’m watching out the window as a bird hops in freshly-formed puddles, and pecks in my overgrown lawn. I need to mow–it’s one item on a long list of things that needs to be done. I’ve allowed myself one cup of coffee. One cup […]

The More Things Change

There’s a chime that sounds in my new neighborhood. I don’t know where it comes from…maybe the house across the street? Maybe a block away. I don’t know. It sounds slightly like the song from the Harry Potter movies. I think it’s supposed to chime every half hour–and I suppose it does, technically–but not at […]