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It’s not like a train…

…my commute on the mail boat. Everyone gets tired of their commute, no matter what mode of transportation. I do too. But sometimes I get to ride with some pretty interesting passengers. (Like 28,000 bees a few weeks ago.) ¬†Yesterday, the ride was one to make me smile.

Araucana chicks, also known as Easter Egg chicks because they will grow up to lay eggs that are not brown or white, but blue or green!

Today was one of those days where I felt like I laid an egg. I just couldn’t focus. I had time to work in the studio, but I had trouble starting or finishing anything. It was just sort of a dumb day. Outside it was drizzly, foggy and cold. I talked with my mom in the afternoon and she said, “You know, it’s just kind of a dumb day.” Bruce came home from hauling traps, and the minute he walked through the door he said, “What a dumb day!” Three votes for dumb. I guess it was just that kind of day around here.

I recouped some momentum by making chili and cornbread for dinner. Afterwards I watched an episode of “Mad Men” with Bruce, paid bills, ¬†balanced checkbooks and made sourdough bread. I even wrote a thank you note. The dumb day ended.


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