this boy was three, now he is eight. the shorts have passed to his brother now, and are almost ready for another passing on...
for a week, we go in the next hours... the place of many years of vacations, this time for just one week. it may be the last time for a while and it'll be the first for the babe. the chickens and cat will be fed, the house will maintain while we are away. it'll be very nice to be away. the packing might be as done as it'll get. tomorrow is the best book fair any Quaker ever met, so hubsJ and I will be working the fair, selling selling and raising what keeps the Meeting in the red, or black, whichever one is good these days. tables and tables of books, all the colors of the universe, spines up. . . it smells good, and they sell hotdogs and taboulli, so all the family can eat.
vacation and all the books one can shake a leg at?
see you in a week.
Friday, July 12, 2013
Posted by Kate Bowie at 1:59 PM