yesterday was good.
a friend came over and installed a window in my windowless bedroom. the window was kicking around here leftover and is nothing special but the free price tag worked for me. plus i bartered for the labor. i got his sewing machine back up and running and patched up a few pairs of work pants. all around very satisfying.
after the work was done we sat at the picnic table and drank mexican beer and ate potato chips. the weather, perfect. it was a day i needed after an intense week.
i'm throwing the parsley and rosemary in the dehydrator shortly. i'm trying to find something to do with fat and foot long cucumbers. i'm patching some of my own clothes. i very much like patches.
most things can be patched up: paint-splattered pants, windowless rooms, friendships and big-life road bumps. even the biggest ones. i know this.