I backed the truck into the front yard, right up to the front porch, in order to unload the last piece of Ruth's furniture into my little house. It's been sitting that way, catty-wampus in the yard with the tailgate down, since last night. I'm half thinking that I haven't moved it because I'm trying to make some sort of statement this beautiful spring day, with the wind in the new budded trees and the low flying clouds. Maybe I'm just feeling lazy.
at 1:16 PM