Sunday, October 6, 2013

how was your week? (the pajama top story)

Monday
Stacking wood, making candles.

View from the upper deck, 8:30 a.m., September 30.

Tuesday
Stacking wood, making candles.

View from the upper deck, 8:30 a.m., October 1.

Wednesday
Stacking wood, doing laundry, running errands.

View from the upper deck, 8:30 a.m., October 2.

Buying clothes.

Four T-shirts, a hooded sweatshirt, and three flannel shirts.

Fishing.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Pike. 

Thursday
Making candles.

View from the upper deck, 8:30 a.m., October 3.

Friday
Writing letters, making candles.

View from the upper deck, 8:30 a.m., October 4.

Tried on new clothes. Discovered that most coveted flannel shirt is actually a pajama top.

Just in case you are like me and shopping for clothes at a used / resale / vintage / upcycled clothing store, where flannel shirts and flannel pajama tops may hang side-by-side, there are some basic structural differences between the two. It mostly has to do with the buttons. If there is no collar button and if the sleeves are not split and buttoned at the cuff, it is likely you have a pajama top rather than a shirt. In general, the fewer and larger the buttons, the more likely it is that your shirt is actually a pajama top. And if your shirt has a tag that reads “Sleepwear,” well, that is a big clue, but understandably one you might not notice until two days later, when the shirt is home, on your back, feeling extremely comfortable, kind of like a pajama top.

Cleaned the summer’s ashes from the woodstove and lit a fire.

Saturday
Setting up inside the Commons building at the farmers market, selling candles.

Sunday
Sitting with impressions.

View from the upper deck, 8:30 a.m., October 6.

Such as:
  • Dry leaves skittering across a metal roof.
  • Slightly curled, yellow leaves caught in a northeast breeze landing on a river flowing northeast.
  • The darkness of a new moon 6 a.m. covered in clouds.
  • A whiff of apple cider mixed lightly with beeswax and pumpkin pie.
  • Driving through driving rain.
  • A sun setting across a mirror of lake.
  • People who give.
  • A deer in the yard going unnoticed until we were just a few feet from each other, standing still, staring at one another.
  • The toad in the garden last Sunday.

Sunday’s toad.

Thinking the picture of that toad would make a nice jigsaw puzzle.