Postcard from Provence.
Last of the Oranges. Will it EVER Rain?????
My hair is wild and wide from the recent shampoo. I did a load of wash yesterday and got it all out of the dryer this morning...folded and back in the drawers. My hair has gone rogue. I can't make it do anything but what it wants..
I found papers (in a box yesterday while "cleaning") I purchased copies of the Declaration of Independence etc. while visiting Washington DC. Long ago. I also found a stack of directions for making small quilts...they came with cards I could send to friends etc. When I had friends I sent things to. I lost the friends along with the cards...perhaps misplaced both.....
Moving so often...packing up household and never actually returning......I lost more than a few packing boxes....I lost friends...I lost roots and memories that connected myself to others. I was left with just myself for company.
It has to be enough.....but was it????? I am trying to finished reading the Garland book I started so long ago. I brought home 50 pounds (exaggerating) of books yesterday. I have books to read...so why do I spend so much time looking out the windows??????
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