Jim the handyman came over today and we discussed the issue of the back door. It scrapes against the floor which is now deeply scratched and the whole back door area needs to be weather proofed, or whatever you call it. The weatherstripping is gone and the sill is flaking and peeling. It is the door we use the most so it gets beat up.
it's always something. I used to think I could fix anything but that is, ah, not true. When I accidentally pulled the tub out of the floor, there was no way I could fix that. Besides the tub weighs about 4,800 pounds. SO.
Jim the handyman is a wonderful thing.
I read recently an account of a vagina. The author called it her 'lady garden'. From now on, that's what I'm calling it.
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Lady garden,Hm, 4 Seasons,interesting.
What would one name one that is no longer spoken of?
Oh, beautiful. Oh. Yes.
LADY GARDEN!
Use this as a prompt to write a poem entitled LADY GARDEN. Write the poem in the form of a ghazal. You have ten minutes.
*snortsnortsnort*
Love it, lady garden. I need a handyman, but for my actual outside yardwork, gutters and such.
Love your new fall header photo.
Lady garden. Perhaps we reach a state where the garden runs wild and takes over the being, we become entirely lady garden, so much more versatile, so much the better to deploy our many womanly skills. Each day a new awakening. xo
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