If you know Deedles

He ain’t loud but he’s proud. This home is imbued with him, despite his infrequent presence. The vacuum after he leaves though, is loud…

And heavy on me. I’d rather not stick around and eat alone, looking at his burgeoning bike, like him, doesn’t ground me in the moment. I look forward to riding, with him. Cooking and eating with him.

Fortunately for me, in two weeks I get twice the dose I did this weekend! Maybe we’ll eat Sausage Kitchen bratwurst as this week we had knockwurst, thanks to Deedles!

I’m tidying and nursing my feelings after a wallow in the covered porch in the rain. Laundry and library Tuesday after the dentist, catch up around the apartment…