our house//////your house

earlier this week i had the joy of repotting plants! my hand in wet dirt- snorting and sorting all of it. it made me wish that it would rain, and that's what happened all day today. it was light rain, and then amazing heavy wind into warm rain that filled my brown bag with water. i was coming home w plum nectarine hand pies and chocolate cherry rolls. i brought them to the pot luck. emma young is suppose to be around, but we'll see if anything happens. she's a girl that i really miss.

so i'm in the middle of listening to someone talk and sing, and they are unbelievably good at it. they are telling a story about sitting around the motel, and i can think of the faded tv, and stale styrofoam beds, and packets of cream cheese as a result of complimentary breakfasts. anyway, he is rhythmic with his words and they dance around whatever melodies are coming from the guitar. it could be the sound of a song. i think he is probably just a good performer.


someone is throwing rocks at my window! it is my neighbor!