We’re having our roof redone, and today, while the roofers were stripping off the old skin but before they’d had a chance to begin re-plywooding the surface, it began to rain, a light sprinkle through the shiplap of our old house. Most of our attic storage is in plastic bins, but to be safe, IContinue reading “Attic treasures: found poetry”
Samuel Snoek-Brown 