although we claim to have rid ourselves of our material trappings, the truth is that we live in an aluminum tube packed to the gills with clothes, books, and baby paraphernalia. tiny oddities lurk behind every conceivable space waiting to fall out at us. these cubby trolls had become a plague upon our self-satisfaction until yesterday. a few hours with a drill and some metal storage containers and we exorcised the demons of clutter. our space was also troublingly devoid of irreverent psychedelia, so we added some polka dots.
here's airstre-naut sauls in her first mission under the desk.
stella seems to lke the new flowers and frogs. finding places for the diapers, pajamas, blankets, books, toys, cups and stuffed animals has been an interesting experiment. as as far as we can tell, we've succeeded. we even found a place to put sasha.
poor sasha, she fears no man; but the faintest whiff of thunder and she shakes like an old clotheswasher and heads for the smallest space she can find. we're thinking about breeding her specifically for airstream owners as the first self-packing dog.
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