papat

I forgot soccer practice tonite ...doh!



i guess i lost track of time working in my shop ...sanding, spreading finish, drinking tea and listening to Tom Waits ...and a break or two for safety or fresh air. The rain lightened up long enough to shoot a few baskets, and in that spirit I fired off few arrows to find my breath and slow down my mind.


Yams are now baking in the oven ...the rest is still a mystery.

The kids snuck a n extra log or two into the wood stove whilst I was outside ...they're now languidly longing around the tropics of the living room.

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, lamenting the beginning of another week tomorrow and noting the extra ripe manly smell rising from my pits (never did make it into the shower today). I write this, a fitting diversion from the task at hand, but lingering perhaps a little too long to avoid the inevitable invasion of kids in chorus "what's for dinnerrrrrrr ...we're hunnngry"

have fun in your worlds, folks ...keep smiling