Sunday, Sunday

Mabon                                                                         Elk Rut Moon

The last bastions of unopened boxes have shrunken. The garage is ready for flat surfaces, pegboard and shelving reassembled. That will mean the pile of file boxes in the loft here can be stored, at least some of them, downstairs. The small mound of file boxes, dvds in boxes, art and office supplies will disappear. That’s the almost final step in the creation of the loft.

Sundays always leave me a bit discombobulated. Neither a work day nor a leisure day in my long-term conditioning. I find myself wandering around a bit, not sure where to light, what to take up. Today we went to Brook Forest Inn to watch the first half of the Vikings/Bronco game. We were the only Vikings fans there as you might imagine.

A pretty good game, really. The Vikes showed some signs of life.

This post is like Sunday. Not sure where it’s going, so I’ll just stop.