Note to world #8342

I’ve been experimenting with grocery delivery services to save time and money. And so far, the results have been mixed.

Yesterday, for example.

It appears, in trying to buy the ingredients for homemade Mac & Cheese, I accidentally ordered something like $300 worth of cheese.

My refrigerator has become a wall of cheddar.

On the upside, I’ve now decided to modify my Easter menu so that all the dishes are cheese based and we will now be having a “Cheese-ster” dinner.

Because who really likes ham anyway ?

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threadbare

I want to have
something
to say. To you.
An unraveled thread
to hold you
near, because
when it. Breaks. I
will forever
lose a place:
For my heart
to be held
and safely bared.

Life, inspired

Zoe Leonard exhibit at the Whitney – she assembled all these postcards of Niagara Falls. In stacks. Based on location / viewpoint along the Falls.

And then pinned the same on a wall, again assembled by location.

And it made me want to come home and make art out of the ordinary.

Life, fallen

me – inside – at work

looking at this tree,

deep kinship rising,

felled by the

quiet weight

of things,

dissected by

company machinations &

left to decompose

on the otherwise

perfect corporate

lawn – this tree,

this, me

Note to world #7344

There were moments when everything seemed to be going just fine.

And sometimes she couldn’t tell if it felt that way because she was truly happy or she just didn’t care enough to be upset.

Dog love, 12

She wanted to create just

a little work space for herself

in the tiny room of her home

and ended up bartering

with the housekeeper about

the newly contemplated

sofa arrangements. Because

honestly – the couch was simply

a giant dog bed

and no humans had touched it

in nearly 4 years. And

it was critical that the dog be happy

even if it meant a delay in her

home office plans.

Life, necessary

Life, never old

Note to world #8833

Sometimes her life seemed to be the epicenter of ‘technical difficulties.’

Fever

discontent

ran through

her

like a

low-grade

fever