Mill workers with loud voices
Used to speaking over crashing noise.
Language, unpurified, unrefined.
Unblunted shafts of color that stab.
Friends of my father.
Attempting gallantry when I come to work.
It's G Man's daughter.
Watch your mouth.
Meander 2 - Winter weather - It's cold and the pipes beneath my kitchen sink often freeze allowing no water to flow through. Must remember at night to keep the water dripping. Such a waste but it's better than having to haul water from the downstairs bathroom or worse, having to hand wash dishes since the disher won't work. Though when summer heat arrives, we wish for some of that cold. Shame there's not a storage locker where we could store a blast of winter or a trace of summer to be used on demand.
Meander 3 Writing - The rough draft is finished and I'm moving the last five chapters up the line toward final draft. So little time but I think I'll manage to complete the book.