A year or so ago, my roommates and I noticed, as we were fighting a mouse problem, that one possible access mode to the house was a dogwood that was pretty close to an attic vent. We’ve got wall voids that go pretty much all the way up to the attic, so it seemed like [...]
I’ve found that I still have a lot of vivid snapshot memories from my childhood. Lots of stuff I hadn’t thought about in a very long time is still there, still swimming around in my head. Fragments of events long gone, lessons in impermanence, lessons in perspective, lessons in folly and wonder and futility and [...]
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