everyday life materials

Yesterday Erik went for a hike with his friend T and they got lost. So they never made it to the lake, and the hike was longer than it would have been if they'd used the trail. Today Erik's arms look like the arms of a kid with chicken pox, sort of, thanks to the mosquito bites which are remarkable in quantity.

We're going out of town tomorrow and will rely on the kindness of friends and chosen-family for places to sleep two nights. It's an adventure on short notice, and I look forward to seeing some people who I love. The gas money will be expensive, but we can cut back in other areas to compensate and be okay.

Today was windy and pleasant. We had a lot of authentic experiences which are not flashy to talk about but which nourish the soul and are the stuff that life is made of, like taking clothes from the line and dropping wooden clothespins into the Quaker oats container. Cleaning out the car, finding clothes to wear to the funeral, eating toast.