mind, but it struck me as dazzling
when you asked for anonymous
submissions. The oil made a rainbow
on the puddle and the kids loved it,
Thanks! Rightly so, and apparently
bereft, a kitchen is sad in the dark,
even if you can maneuver past the
utensils slit-free and stick your
hand inside the bag with a loaf inside.
I'll never understand all the mystery
surrounding a renovation. When it is down-
stairs it sounds like violence and
destruction, which I guess it is,
but who gets to clean up the mess?