This morning I decided that from now on I’m going to wear my most expensive jeans in the studio.
I pulled on my ratty sweater and went down the back stairs to the kitchen. I slipped on my rubber boots and opened the door to the garden.
I’m grateful for the quiet clear morning, Fall feels both ominous and a relief. The air is crisp. Geese fly in formation overhead. I squat by the tufts of parsley, still sprouting, resting my metal bowl on the raised bed.
Half the yar