There are so many ways to start this blog. I think I'm going to patch it together from various angles, and see where it goes.

We are living in central Arkansas. I'm slowly adding to the list of my, um, talents, the things that I hope will be useful living in a home out on the land. We haven't decided where to build, but that's the general direction in which I'm moving.

In the meantime, here's part of a poem I wrote to dh. We met almost twelve years ago. He's awesome, amazing, wonderful. So the first day we met...


Two hands hold a cup
He’s sitting
(cords worn, sweater pitting)
on the porch
a neighbor
getting coffee
drinks the vision
too

In the yard I smiled
and you
turned
And we
drew closer
Too

Each other,

Visions burning, bright

Treelight swaying

Illuminating

Here, the face remembered right!



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