I feel as though...lately...I have been reading sad yet lovely books. Books that have parts to them where I stop and reread the passage I have just read...and marvel at its sadness as well as its loveliness...this is what I am reading now...and it's beautiful. It's based on the true shootings at the top of a tower at a university in Texas by a man named Charles Whitman. The author weaves an intense book around what happened to three key characters...this book took me by surprise and I loved every word of it. It was filled with multi leveled, wounded characters whose lives were changed because of that day. They made difficult choices...sad choices...life altering ones. It was poignant. It was thought provoking. It was beautiful.
So...it is another foggy rainy drizzly day! The deck sits empty...pillows, kitty tents...everything is binned...so sad...Lucy and Roxie look at me and chirp to go outside! Yesterday I had to open the deck doors and walk each one of them out in the rain...finally they realized we had to wait for the sun to shine! Even these photos look gloomy! Plus my sectional is apparently in pieces strewn from Atlanta to Philedelphia!
A shipping company named Home Direct...is directly responsible! It's already ten days late and there is no sign of it anywhere other than one pathetic pillow in Philadelphia. I hate when this happens!
Have a great day! The girls and I are playing, reading, napping, and doing laundry!
It's...fine washables day...every piece needs to lie flat or hang...I am determined to get it all done! Having these two us like having two two year olds...they want what the other one has!