Friday, July 15, 2005

the little house...

this morning's anthem: how to flout the abacus. a little string from my dream. that and the color: sterling.

what i want most right now is to touch bellies with concrete floor. very july presently. but the heat is dry. no air conditioning at chez mary. means prop the windows after dark. trap the cool then. begin again each evening. but there's an hour where nothing can be done. only thinking. maybe ice chips in glass.

enjoying: the little house-- her story by virginia lee burton. i adore these sweet old illustrations.

the little house was very happy as she sat on the hill and watched the countryside around her. she watched the sun rise in the morning and she watched the sun set in the evening. day followed day, each one a little different from the one before...but the little house stayed just the same.

i'm going to investigate this virginia. she may have more to adore.

1 Comments:

Blogger tabbyturtle said...

Hey, got your comment on my blog. I'm looking for the album Taking the rough with the smootch. It's a tricky one to find. Love your blog.Have to wonder how your brain can contain that much kookieness. But I do enjoy peeking in there. Talk to you soon.

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