April gave me two antique hand-held flour sifters, plus an old nutmeg grater– the kind with that little built-in storage compartment for the meg itself. One of the sifters is a bit weathered, and had to be jury-rigged with a rubber band, yet: i am so happy! Can't wait to bake a cake. Now, if only i had a cake plate.
The same homeless guy walked by today, the one who never has enough clothing and rubs his arms when he walks. He doesn't carry a pack, or push a cart, and i can't figure him out. He needs a jacket. And probably some shoes. Nat has an old pair that i could probably convince him to let go of, but he's also got a clodhoppin' size 13... i will check out this guy's feet next time i see him. Today was cold, and rainy.
All of Nat's birthday presents are sitting on the couch, hiding in plain sight underneath their manila envelopes and post office mailers. He knows he's not allowed to open them until May first. So exciting! i almost don't want to wrap them up; they are most tempting just as they are.
Other things that were, today: a pair of screeching wild parrots, a bucket of Forsythia, 2 German Shepherds, a memory of my mother's old barrel full of yarn, singing songs to make the work go by faster, writing a postcard to a dear friend. The days could happily pass by forever in this way and i would never know, until i woke up.
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