My sister and I keep a blog in her kitchen cupboard for two simple reasons: 1. Our trains of thought derail constantly due to a herd of small squirrels living in the house, and 2. She’s not online.
Installation of: The Clog (the cupboard blog).
In some moment of great societal aptitude, I piled a bunch of 3 by 5 cards, pens, and push pins into her cupboard. Now, when we have a thought, we jot it down and tack it to a piece of cork board pasted on the inside of the cupboard door.
These notes include bits of encouragement, questions we forget to ask each other, random thoughts we want to remember so that one day they’ll be deep, and of course, the occasional precious moment of the day clog.
Here’s what I found yesterday:
I laughed at the irony. We tried so hard for the last month to get a cute picture of those squirrels. We finally thought we had a winner, finally got them printed, and then finally realized the unfortunate, comical, perfect error.
We re-took pictures this morning just before mailing her cards. That was a close one. At least it was a good, clog-able moment.
Naphtalia 
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