Hate the shed door.
Not really
a nice feature
keeping
garden tools in the little den
Poor cat, bipolar perhaps, but a hit and miss bird watcher like me.
Been sorting
out
some books since 2012 and still
not done
Stuff.
Watching neighbour feed the birds, a ritual everyday and the birds love it almost as much as the squirrels do, dependable creatures in a way.
The summer it will be too hot but that is when the door to the shed will get fixed
unless
it takes a few more journals over the years
to write
about how
much I hate
the broken door and how
the garden tools are still
in the little den
salvaged pots of fall plants primly sit with artificial lit ones and only a few dry leaves on the pointsettia beside the jug of bittersweet and the amaryrillis despite being too deeply planted inches up
An Embarrassment of Freedom 