An Act of Love, for a very Beloved woman. . . .
About Me
- puddle
- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
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Hey puddle and Edwin, that gray cat down on the bottom shelf is meant to represent Rudi. The white one laying down next to him is my girl cat Mirri, one blue and one green eye.
The other cats are pretty much generic. The other two readable titles are "God's Politics" by Jim Wallis and Lakoff's book. There's a picture of the postcard Renee and Demetrius made of themselves and a picture of Howard Dean. The yellow lab bookends are in honor of Larkin. And I left a towel sticking out of the bottom drawer so Renee will always know where her towel is. ;o)
Oh, and the quilt square at the bottom is the Ohio Star pattern in the Amish style...both indiginous to Ohio.
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