been
marking time by the slow unfurling of this
rhododendron, living moment to moment outside of
clock and calendar, determined but in no hurry,
from wakeup
snuggles with cats to final
detailing in
the den (the first room in this house to finally
be approaching
completion after two and half years of
home repair roulette), punctuated by an afternoon
swim
break timed to the tide, ending with a quick
refinish of a knackered
bookshelf,
my roots to this place are deepening and i'm
starting to bloom. |
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