Our Own Private Ghetto
We Williamsons like to create our own private Ghettos wherever we live. We have a talent for letting rust take its natural course, for letting weeds live a life free of fretting or constraint, we like to build things half way and then let them sit in useless splendor shouting out it's potential to be wonderful.
Entropy is our worst enemy and yet we invite it to sup with us at every meal, at every turn, and let it envelop us like a gentle Victorian graveyard mist curling around the decrepit stone like tattered lace.
Come see our mess grow and swallow our beautiful porch whole...
Hey, wait a minute...I don't have to fall under the spell of insidious inevitable entropy! I can't put things away and finish projects. I can breath new life into this Williamson legacy! Just as soon as I get off this computer. Consider this porch shot a "before" picture. Some dirt has been delivered, an asparagus bed has been built, post holes have been dug, one kitten cleared of ring worm, both out of quarantine (though still to be handled with care), wood has been cut, exercise has been accomplished, and laundry has been folded.
That's quite a lot of progress for us. Happy Friday!!!
That's quite a lot of progress for us. Happy Friday!!!
Labels: building, entropy, garden, home, kittens, laundry, messes