a couple of small eyed boys dropped by to visit this week... they don't manifest fully on the material plane (as you can see); they slip between dimensions to drop off a message (or two). i dearly appreciated their visits...
but mostly i haven't been visiting with small eyed boys or anyone else; i've been helping my dh figure out why our septic system stopped working. that takes top priority, you know...
this is the scene after we finished digging. all i can say (well not all) is that i'd forgotten how much energy digging takes!
i'm happy to say that we've found the problem... and that we'll be clearly marking the spot on the surface where the line enters the tank!!
i wish you all a happy, creative week... i'm gonna go see if i can find any more of those small eyed boys.
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"Who is the man who triumphs? The one who believes. Let the "intelligent" ones doubt, criticize, categorize, and define. The man of heart believes. And the world belongs to him who believes most."
Henry Miller, 'Paint as You Like and Die Happy'