The Lights Go Down in the Forest

There was only one thing made a sound like that, and it was death.

The Standing Desk [α] – Day 14

Two weeks in, I remain happy with the switch to a standing desk, and am considering when to build my “Beta” version.

My workday has become a workdance!

The sun set some time ago, so it is irrelevant tonight whether I plant the garden for myself, or for you, or for us.

There is much to be said of city life — but the less said, the better.

It is a physical law that the slower you move, the more you perceive.

Besides my love, it was music took me to Brazil.

Cherry juice stained her blouse without shame; perfect mother perfect day.

I suppose this guarantees my ego-name will not “go down in history”.

She was taller, and years had trained her eyes to look for hidden things.

A roasted bean and chili flake pilaf from the Andhra region of South India.

(where I rest is home)