It has been a year since I had this fortunate set up. I love listening to the neighborhood kids riding their bicycles and kick board through the parking garage, having a gathering conspiring and complaining about each other. Very conveniently I got to learn about what’s up in their small or bid world. One time I found out my tiny car has been a toy archery target. I guess it stood out among all the family vans in the garage.
Along with the children playing I hear a lot of crows cry. They are busy bodies and very nosy, always peeping into the row of windows looking for shiny objects.
Today is a over cast day. I feel a sliver of sun light on my arms while I’m typing this.