Aunty

Here I am an Aunty. I am going to make myself an apron (think of it as gender camo). I am child minding (day 2). It's 10am and already I've washed, sorted laundry, cajoled to clean rooms, turned off the tv... and there's hours to go. Moments ago, I found myself sitting at the table looking out at the cars passing on the highway.

They're just about to get into the pool, it's raining, but there's no lightening so it's ok (house rules).

There's bird song outside and a cool breeze. Its harder to see the ranges today because the clouds come right down over them.