and now its going away,
washed away in a warmish rain.
I like snow this way.
I did not go out because of the slush,
which was slippery,
so i stayed in and tried to go through things...
Those things were of course, the things still waiting for me from my mom's stuff.
Pictures and things...
It still is not easy,
but the memories are mostly very good.
A sketch pad of many, many different "prequels" to a painting.
I thought for some reason of the sketch pads of Leonardo Di Vinci.
So truly good things came from a snow day...
1 comment:
This makes me sad. I can't imagine having to go through my mother's things when she is gone. Surely it must in done in small increments.
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