I’m quite fond of the humble clothesline. So simple. So unfussy.. I don’t feel like talking about the last few days right now. No worries—I’ll get to it; I trust there will be even more to discuss next week.
Let’s look at some pictures from the last week instead.
SUNDAY : Jim’s cleaning the garage in his spare time, poor soul, and found a box of these letters. Raise your hand if you remember them from the 1970s.
TUESDAY : I do love an old, ivy-covered building. This one’s the former Orpheum Children’s Museum in downtown Champaign, IL.
THURSDAY : The Hopscotch cupcakes were eventually distributed and eaten to a number of people, though sadly the intended recipient was not one of them.
SUNDAY : Despite my best efforts to procrastinate until it was too late for the 2nd year in a row, I actually managed to plant the sweet potato slips I ordered. (Crates are temporary bunny protection) (Garlic in background)
SATURDAY : Sometimes you get SUPER lucky at a yard sale.
LOTSA (Lisa’s Oblique Thoughts, Scrawled Angrily):
Some recommended newsletters - Bill , Anne Helen , Jay , Millicent
Carlie’s murals
Private art, publicly viewable. Work with Jessy on this project?
Sometimes ya just need a neighborhood in a box
Elevated Access
Pollinator poll:
Division of Laura Lee ’s new EP sonically matches my current and possibly forever mood—rebellious, mutinous, so fcking angry, determined, noisy, a throwback.
Getting my house in order
Avoiding toxic positivity
Also avoiding toxic negativity wherever possible
Just being, y’know?