Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Day Seventy-Five


My housekeeper did not come.  I swept the porch.  The sky grew dark and the rain came rushing down.  I sat on the steps, feeling weak.  

Earlier the landlord had finished installing lights in the new kiosk, and a rain gutter.  It was now finished enough to use.  Later it would get a coat of varnish.  

When the rain slowed, I took a load of laundry and hung it on the line.  The rain kept on through supper.  I heated water for a shower.  

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