another project, another day
Alas, I did not take any photographs of the “before”. I’m sure I could hunt through the archives and find one (too lazy), or you could just take my word for it – there was ten years of ivy growth in this spot that is now dirt and straggling roots. You can see the rusty…
the eleventh hour
This is what the homestretch looks like and I must tell you that it’s leaving me a bit sad and wistful. You delight us in each moment that you are awake and asleep, but each day you shed a bit more of that dependence on us as you feed yourself, turn your own book pages,…