It had been a hard winter--cold, much rain, girl, cat, 850-square-feet of floor space and much living and working in it. At the end, I missed . . . a lot of things and most of all space, freedom, time.
Anne has moved to the south side of town.
I have made it my mission to continue distilling my arts and bringing new order to my place.
In photography, quite soon, the fine art mission may be the one that lifts my boat. The series at Antietam will tell.
In living: this year's garden has so far cost about $30, a little more than the cost of a dinner out, for a spring basket, above, two English ivy plants, a fern, a six-pack of Begonia, and a fistful of Viola.
Surviving the winter, miraculously: Dusty Miller, yellow Pansies, possibly Rosemary (although I bought a new plant and gave it its own container), Sage (no question: there's new growth in that plant), and possibly Thyme, which I've pared back to stubble (and also bought and planted not far from last year's a new "German Thyme").
Correspondence: James S. Oppenheim
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