I dug holes to plant the flowers and bulbs given to me by friends and neighbors in memory of Glamis and put her tags underneath. I opted to have them in view of the bay window as that is what she looked out to the majority of her life. She loved the view and authority from that perch. It was how she will always be remembered.
I drove to Pam's for dinner, cheeseburgers, and afterwards we watched an episode of Nailed It. There's something about that show that gets the two of us hysterical every time. We actually cry from laughter as contestants try to recreate baked masterpieces. Speaking of, Happy 60th Leo Robinson.
And in the morning, I wrote my first skinny poem...an 11 line poem with a repeating phrase on line one and 11, and a repeating word on line 2, 6, and 10. Being me, I decided to fatten up my skinny poem, making a globular poem looking more like fatty cells, which was fine by me. Nothing wrong with being thick, and I have Denise Krebs from #verselove on EthicalELA to thank.
Another Sunday it is. Going through photos, just six years ago, I can't believe how fast everything has flown...so much life, so many changes, and a tremendous number of memories. I am thankful to have Mt. Pleasant to capture it all.
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