I kind of end up here a lot. When i’m just doing my thing, it’s tree house moon, tree house moon.
It’s just where I end up.
I guess I’d like to have a neighbor too.
Someone to play Scrabble or Carcassone or Dominion with us.
So maybe that’s why there are two houses. Or maybe one of my kids lives in the other house. Or maybe it’s my art studio. I once heard that in a dream a house represents the mind, or psyche or something like that.
You know when I was a kid, I thought girls had two brains. I thought that was common knowledge. I don’t know where I got that idea from, but I really believed it. I found out in the lunchroom in 2nd grade that I was the only one who had that belief. I happened to mention it in passing and one of the boys called the Principal over to prove it wasn’t true. I must admit, I was shocked. But not embarrassed, even when the Principal, Mr. Terragni (not sure why he happened to have lunch duty that day), said it wasn’t true, I still believed it. I just figured he didn’t know. He was definitely nice about it, he wasn’t scolding, he had really kind eyes, I think he got a kick out of the idea. that was probably around 1964.

Of course now we know that it is kind of true.

One tree, one moon, two houses, two brains.
Have a wonderful creative day!
Love,
Marjorie