JILLM

i had no problem finding my favorite place here at oaklands [the name of our house. there are no house numbers, just names…like the old days] i discovered it my first morning here and have spent many others there already. the house, the highest point in the city, is rather unusual, with little nooks and crannies everywhere. off of the northeast side of it, is a long, narrow porch. the roof extends beyond the edge and shelters me from a.m. sprinkles. the air here is warm as the morning sun rolls back the covers of the fog to wake up...