For five years, we had a square platform just hanging off the back of the house. The only ones who used it were the dog and the cat, as they revved up for a squirrel chase:
Now, it's a real porch!
I was planning to help the Consort with it (I had even written it in on the calendar). But then I got the sinus infection from hell, so he started on his own. Then I painted for a week straight, so he did it while I caught up on actual paying work.
I am a freelancer in the publishing industry, so words are very important to me. I'm a leftist living in a world gone mad, so politics are very important to me. I'm an environmentalist living in a degrading world, so pick up your damn trash, get rid of your gas guzzlers, and don't touch ANWR, you self-absorbed capitalists!
Do leave comments: let's make this a conversation. If you prefer, you can contact me at friuduric at yahoo dot com.
Do leave comments: let's make this a conversation. If you prefer, you can contact me at friuduric at yahoo dot com.
26 May 2006
The Back Porch
Posted by Imperatrix at 11:01 AM
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