Veronica's Garden

I originally started this blog to promote my novel, Post Rock Limestone Caryatids. Now I write essays and poetry about everything, including the Flint Hills, healing, parenting, etc. WARNING: emotional content, sometimes intense. Read at own risk of feeling.

Tag: tree house

Cat In A Tree House

On glorious fall days like today, Toulouse insists on being outside, but since we lost his brother last year, he desires constant companionship. He wanders the grounds wherever I’m working. Today I had done a load of laundry and was moving back toward the house, but Toulouse wouldn’t be satisfied with that. “Stay outside a little longer,” he said. “There won’t be many more days like this.” I checked the time and saw I had a few minutes to gather and toss a batch of leaves into the compost. When I was done, I looked up and saw Toulouse watching me from the tree house above.

Tree House

Steve Thompson stays at our motel, and he does odd jobs around the place. Lately he has been inspired to build a tree house for the kids. It’s not going to keep the motel from falling to the ground, but it seems more gets done when we let him do the work he wants to be doing, rather than what we think is important. This week he announced that the upper level is suitable for play, and the girls insisted I come up to experience it first hand. Watching them inhabiting the space, I thought, he’s put his love into this structure, and we all feel it.

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