2 of my mother's many tables.
i've had the green one since my father died and she moved from the big house to the not so big one. this other, the dark one, is one that stood inside the front door of that smaller place, one that i kept after her death, and it is about to change, and it is about to change because i have changed, am changing, always and forever, amen and namaste. i am a secret i will tell you later.
time for whimsy. let the games begin.
august break day 15
inside the front door - a straight from the camera iphone picture.
the floor needs sweeping and there are no doubt spiders in the corner if you look closely.