recent observations, week 5.
parched plants, prescription bottles caps, clean toes.
A parched tomato plant is a gift. To get see how thirstily it drinks up water. To witness how quickly it lifts its drooping head
How tall could we stand given the right conditions? The right care?
Allowing myself one podcast’s worth of time to reorganize my dresser drawers is a very good form of time management, until I listen to two.
In the back of my underwear drawer is a tiny jar of forgotten powdery green clay waiting to soak up beads of bathroom sink water and immobilize my face.
There are no demerits for giving away three pairs of socks you can’t stand to put on your feet.
Seeing leather loafered feet in bobby socks makes me twitch. In July, feet deserve to breathe.
Painting the tops of prescription bottles to better suit the top-down view of a newly organized drawer is a thing a particular kind of person might do. For instance, me.
After the splash pad, it’s possible for a four year old to smell precisely like a wet dog.
Adopting a puppy would not be a good idea, is something I have to keep telling myself.
Lavender soap on a rope is a very good way to keep it from slipping down the drain.
Freshly washed kids watching a summertime movie with wet hair. Toes all plumped and pink.
adding a dog to your tiny, busy apartment boggles the mind-was it looking at the "Freshly washed kids watching a summertime movie with wet hair. Toes all plumped and pink" (lovely image) that sparked the thought? (grin). You just reminded me about my own tiny jar of powdery green clay, gonna go use it-thanks, it'll feel great in this heat and wet. Socks in July!? ack!
A puppy in that wee apartment with three young childrenđŸ˜³ You are a far braver woman than I to even consider it!!!