Yesterday started the big house clean-up with an attack on our over-stuffed garage.
Some things easy to let go, others really hard--like this depiction of Mark Twain at the wheel of his river boat done by Sam in high school. I love the composition but Maddie couldn't get to sleep with him in the room when they were last here. "I don't like that scary man," she said to Sam. Yesterday got I Sam's permission to jettison, don't know if I can.
This surprising scene at the recycling center: everyone's big old TVs thrown out no doubt for nice sleek flat screens (I want to do that to!).