A photo from last week's cafe/write sit.
It was a good session. I need more of these.
Strange week, though.
I found out this morning that my dad's sister died. She lived in rural Phoenix in a mobile home on a biggish piece of grassless land. She and her husband kept horses and such. I remember the dust and the hay bales. But she was sweet. She was the last living member of that family: now all of them gone--my dad's parents, my dad's six siblings, my dad. It's kind of stunning.
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