Saturday, December 12, 2020

Thirty-two.

32

How do I mark the time now?

Is it necessary to count the days? 

Weekends were a big deal when 

I was young. Sunday especial. 

We did chores on Saturday. 

I remember vacuuming the cellar 

stairs. (That was where the cats 

and dogs slept at night.) We went 

to church on Sundays as a family.

Then hung out together afterwords. 

My siblings did the crossword puzzle.

I would paint. Or read. Maybe a walk 

in the wood. Perhaps growth, like 

rings in a tree are a better measure.


Markle~

12/December2020

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