We're throwing the doors wide open for interpretation this week, as we are writing two haiku that have something to do with: glass.
Productive day. I took a carload of cardboard and glass to the recycling depot, cleaned up the yard a little bit (stupid birds and squirrel and their love of walnuts), started weeding the strawberries, and... oh yeah, got a part-time job at the bakery.
I start training either Friday or Saturday, assuming no baby interruptions. Then next week I'll be doing Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday mornings from 8:30 to 12:30 and shall continue on that way for the foreseeable future.
It's pretty ideal. It's flexible, allowing me to fit in farm and town work. I get to be the front counter person, so I have the chance to deal with customers, which I generally enjoy. And it's working for a friend I've known for years, which feels very comfortable.
So I'm feeling pretty good about it.
Rainbow light on the
church floor, illuminating
your dirty footprints
* * *
He stands safe behind
his window, unseen, watching
the suspect squirming