starting to make boxes again...cut up a painting a tied it back together with words and steel strapping and staples and lots of tender lovin care. felt good to let go of it. the painting...and think of other things besides myself. and i. the greenhouse is progessing with lots of little details. and the flagstone patio was a whole nother challenge, like a giant puzzle only heavier. but life is good, jazz found a painting in the trees on her first hike out. which of course we overdid...got a little lost early in the morning and she ended up being sore from too much walking/running/playing.