#somewhere apparently

i drank pilfered coffee with finn on her break then went to an estate sale at a big house up a steep hill, looking for furniture on my pick list, but i didn't find anything. i was meant to go to a couple more, but i wound up at the holbrook arbor for a quiet hour instead. it was still tended like they were holding services there, even though the camp meeting was over three months ago

i went over to fallie's to take care of the tuxies. i brought stuff to fix my dinner, took a nap on the couch with holler, then cooked and ate while two-fry and i kept company in the kitchen

you can hear the pack of crows that live on this street. they know i put old cat food out on the flagstone for them, and i am erratic enough that they come check frequently. i've started to whistle a couple of bars of the chorus to i'll fly away when i head out the feeding door, and it seems like they're starting to talk back