the buddhist monk's chest holds a bunch of stuff

it's a constantly evolving surface filled with things i love.

and now there's a winged being

from aimee.

i was away in toronto

and just before i left rudy and the boys

brought over the lumber for my roof.

there has been some snow,

cold,

and wind, too,

but they did work on the roof one day while i was away.

these guys tried hard to get this done

but this crazy on and off winter has had its way

with the best laid plans.

so a dark green metal will soon grace this old place.

feeling like i can get things done:

yesterday i walked three miles and then sat myself down

with h & r block and my mac

and got the damned taxes done.

up till midnight with that, but oh! it's done.

this morning i repaired my laundry basket.

the handles had moved from functional to,

er,

non-functional

now they'll do for a bit.

february is such a strange month,

short but cold,

there's a little shrine on my cupboard.

(shanna leino heart)

and jack frost is busy

still

painting frosty fern shapes

on my old storm door windows.