Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Bed tea, tap-tap-tap-tap-tap, buffing up.

1. My father opens the curtains and puts on the bedside table a cup of tea. I drink it, roll over and go back to sleep.

2. Woodpecker holes in a dead pine tree.

3. Polishing my desk with beeswax so the shine comes up again. I always leave it far too long between polishings, and then when it's done, I wonder why I didn't do it sooner.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...