I finished my chimney today. I was tired of the ladders, the clay slurry and slip, the rough hard brick. I laid down on the grass. No pillow. Just soft grass beneath my head, soft grass on top of hard clay and dirt. The sky was blue. Not a cloud. Breezy. A big Monarch butterfly fluttered by. A frog chattered in the garden. Carpenter bees. And every now and then some soft white fluff drifted by high up in the air.
5 days ago