And not a bad metaphor for this penultimate day of the year, I think? Not a new mailbox, not a particularly radical change, and something that will have to be repeated eventually, but it also looks good and makes me happier. Fresh and clean and ready for what the world brings.
"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Monday, December 30, 2019
A fresh coat...
30 December 2019: One upside to these “in-between” days is that I sometimes get little nagging tasks done that I put off when schedules are more normal. Knocked one of these tasks off today when I pulled off a mini-rehab project for my mailbox, which was really faded and rusty. Some spray paint does wonders.
And not a bad metaphor for this penultimate day of the year, I think? Not a new mailbox, not a particularly radical change, and something that will have to be repeated eventually, but it also looks good and makes me happier. Fresh and clean and ready for what the world brings.
And not a bad metaphor for this penultimate day of the year, I think? Not a new mailbox, not a particularly radical change, and something that will have to be repeated eventually, but it also looks good and makes me happier. Fresh and clean and ready for what the world brings.
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