It was cooler tonight, with a waxing moon. It still doesn't feel like january though.

We're determined to get through all of the things on our "to do" list. We've already marked off a few. The yard and the garage still remain in chaos though. The yard is obscured by bits of the local palm trees and a spongy carpet of pine needles, not to mention the two halves of our Christmas tree and pieces of the fence separating our yard from the neighbor's. And of course there are the ever-present toys, which stand out like neon punctuation in the stream-of-consciousness novel of our yard. The garage is worse. It is where, for the past year, we have dumped everything that doesn't fit in the house. It is where two towering bookcases await, and where an immense plexiglass terrarium begs to be filled with toads or tortoises or whatever else we finally decide to populate it with. It is where all of the little red lava rocks (and attendant dirt) reside in torn plastic and paper bags, because we have no idea what to do with them. Maybe we should just put them all back out front. It's just that they looked kind of ugly there. Maybe I'll find an S.U.V. with an unlocked door so I can fill it with rocks and dirt (I have all sorts of evil ideas that I will never actually act upon, but its fun to think about them...). The garage is also where an unstable mountain of cardboard rests, waiting its turn to be recycled. It is where a lot of things will probably remain untouched until we move.

Goodnight.

cds I listened to while putting on an extra jacket: High Tide "Precious Cargo", Robyn Hitchcock "Perspex Island" and "I Often Dream of Trains", Motorhead "Overnight Sensation" and "We Are Motorhead", and Joe Hisaishi "Princess Mononoke - Symphonic Suite"

now: La Reverdie "Bestiarium"