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Thursday, January 13, 2011

January dribbles - 13

In a moment I’ll wash the pots—smell lemon, fingers bubble-soaked in suds. In a moment I’ll tidy the mail—ice-cold with the gray outdoors. In a moment we’ll go for a walk, where green grass covers mud with seeds of life. In a moment, she says—mother and wife.

1 comment:

Aunt Shoe (Marianne) said...

There's always so much to do ... but if you take time to enjoy the little things (like lemon scented bubbles), it's not so bad. Very nice, Sheila!