Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Thirty-Five

1. Those wild little friends above my head.

2. The iron is officially dead. I search for an alternate plan. Then I wonder if I’m being silly. Everything I’m wearing will be covered in grapes by the end of the day anyway. Will anyone notice a wrinkle in the knee?

3. The sunrises are the best this time of year. The golden glow of morning spills into the valley, filling the corner of the room with its light.

4. What is working? What isn’t working?

5. There is nothing on the board. I am confused but mostly worried The board is always done when I arrive.

6. It is not a question or a request.

7. Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.

8. The fig tree by the mailboxes bore no fruit this year. Or maybe the squirrels were overzealous and plucked the baby fruit right away? The ground is littered with dried leaves. The tiny oak growing out of the rock has withered away.

9. I clean. He does his homework. I peek over his shoulder to read his words. Maybe the message is starting to stick.

10. “I think Frasier would be funnier to me if I was an adult.”