Tuesday, November 15, 2005

It occurs to us...

...that Sarah and Mark are in the thick of it. We're sitting here in flannel PJs and flannel sheets, full of tea and the first course of holiday cookies, listening to the wind-chimes outside the window, surfing the web, and thinking of them and the way they cut their books with special sneaky razors. I imagine tonight that they are leaning into the November wind, shouldering to school and home again, desperate and unfed. It makes us so sad we turned the heater up a notch and threw another cat on the bed.