Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Wednesday, September 28
BIG DISCOVERY
Paul Downs, local homeowner, digging a level base for a forthcoming swingset, has made a startling archeological discovery: a big whomping chunk of concrete. "Seems to date from about the mid-1960's" says archaeologist Downs, "Our best guess is that we have uncovered evidence of another civilization's attempt to erect a swingset on this uneven piece of ground, IN THE VERY SAME SPOT!" When asked if he had any insight into why this particular plot of ground keeps getting chosen for children's play structures down through the ages Mr. Downs only shrugged and offered, "Must be some sacred underground river magnifying magnetic pull to this point. That, or the fact that it is the spot furthest away from the house.
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