I read some of Anne Sexton's poetry, and I can't decide if that was a bad idea or not, so much of it about death and madness.
Matte and I grilled some hotdogs and I had made some deviled eggs in celebration of the 4th of July. So many great memories of the 4th growing up on Bass Lake where they would fire the fireworks from the island.
I picked up my phone several times today, wanting to speak to you and know a couple of your voicemails are saved there as is your phone number which is now disconnected.
the view from your yard, not a good photo but I was very upset the day I took this, June 7, 2013.