after a busy morning (i swear kids would be easier)
i wander the bookstores of Bellingham, looking for old books
and maybe a cookbook, but i come up empty handed.
i stroll into shops, i have always wanted to go into
but never have. . . and come away with nothing.
i stop at the co-op and pick up fixings to make soup to share
with the newlyweds tomorrow night. . .
the pugs and i go to bed early, where i read
and they fight for their position on the bed.