Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Benign Chaos

The family room is in the living room, the master bath is in the closet, the basement rooms are heaped into themselves, boxed and condensed. Closets lie in silent linen white, emptied of the accumulation of years. The kitchen is yet negotiable, stalagmites of cookbooks rising from the counters. The cats creep these sudden new alley-ways between paintings leaned against a wall. Fumes pervade everything. An architecture of ladders on the porch. Change is afoot and each newly brightened wall glows with its own light, delight, a calm uplifting of winter spirits cast out with the waning month of March.


  1. crazy me, i love this kind of chaos; standing on the doorstep of endless possibility! and good old linen white!
    btw, T., been meaning to tell you how much i absolutely adore the giant boulder perfect for you.

  2. a very productive chaos, that! Keep up the good work.

  3. Susan, yeah, good-old-reliable-can't-go-wrong linen white. A little boring, but I suck at interior design. Glad you like the pic -- it was taken here:

    All the best!

  4. Tara, thanks for the reminder that this ever-maddening chaos is productive. It can get a little bewildering, but then, I think of Japan, and count my innumerable blessing.