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
Thursday, March 22
LOVE TRAIN
My friend and neighbor Chavis taking his son B for a little ride the morning after the big storm last week. It was a great chance to catch up with a lot of neighborhood folks. Everyone was out shoveling, salting and chipping! This ice/snow amalgam set like cement. So lots of chat and cheerful commiseration. I even exchanged a few pleasant words with the guy on the block we think of as The Grumpy Neighbor. This is such a friendly block, that he sticks out like a sore thumb. He never makes eye contact, smiles or waves, let alone says Hi but there he was out salting his path. I asked him where he got that brand of salt he was using, and he told me! Progress.
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