Autumnal Confetti
Picture stained glass in autumnal tones, then imagine it raining down in bits and pieces with sunshine catching each rotation, and you have a picture of the view outside my studio window. The trees have gotten their act together, and it’s all for me! I’m enjoying it, but I’ll miss the green leafy screen that gives the impression of a private garden. Soon, I’ll see my neighbors and they’ll see me. Ah, well. I’ll sit back and enjoy the show.
As you know, Mom had a hip replaced late in August. I heard her tell my sister last week a story about, “when I had my leg amputated”. Now I know from where my drama gene came. All these years, I thought it was from my musician father. 
October 19th, 2008 at 7:21 pm
I love that I go so long between reading your blog, because it reads like a story. One I would much rather hear in person, but your words are warms memories of home. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow!
October 25th, 2008 at 3:13 am
Ha- I wondered if you heard her amputation remark. I just assumed that her mind pulled the wrong words from her memory bank so I just said, “Uh-huh” and let her talk.