Tuesday, November 29, 2011


Simple, open days. They're as good as we make them.

I find the openness daunting a lot of the time. Breathe. One step at a time.

It's always wonderful when the clouds burn off and we can be in the sun.

I needed to know that at the end of today there would be pie.

The dance party that ensued when Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes came on was an added bonus.

1 comment:

Molly said...

the end of certain days must be celebrated with pie and dance! paul simon (and his friend art) inspired many evening dance parties when my kids were little. i can still see avery scooting around the floor, dancing on her hands and knees, to "cecelia". it breaks my heart in the sweetest way.