down to the river though i know the river is dry

friday night walked from disgraceland to camp 4 with buds. this is the only picture i took. i am so bad at taking pictures. i hate doing it so i forget to do it but always regret not doing it.



so then i do when i get home. it's 3am, do you know where your dirty mirror is?



cozy cat. she looked cold (still no heat) so i gave her something fuzzy to cuddle in.





then i turned her ears inside out. SO FUNNY she's not smart enough to shake them out right away and looks like a little panda.





ok oscar you can hang too.



alright. did some deck work and what should be discovered but a tiny morning glory growing out of the concrete.



now that it's winter i am getting my gardening fix by making new cuttings, am starting on some new cactus clippings too, i hope they take. any advice is welcome.



went to my mom's to help clean the house and found this in a cupboard i was scrubbing out. SO CUTE. it reminds me of the beatrix potter books. miss tiggy winkles!



so i have inherited my dad's stereo so that it won't be thrown out. there are a million wires and things, all confusingly labelled with confusing things, such as the right wire being labelled the left wire etc. DAD can you please send me a flowchart/diagram from beyond. i have also been appointed the guardian of the records-the one on the player right now is Bruce Springsteen The River (which i already have obv.). cool dad alert.



speaking of being a hoarder, i found a stack of old national geographics that i cannot wait to pore through.



time capsules.