--I worked on poems and assembling a chapbook out of poems with a more spiritual theme.
--My writing desk is underneath a window in the front bedroom. As I wrote, I heard a small drip. Then another drip--tiny, soft, hardly noticeable.
--But when I looked more closely, the window sill was wet. We've never had a leak at this window.
--My whole house is like this--it seems watertight, but then the wind-driven rain comes from a different direction, and I'm left with a puddle and a puzzle.
--In fact, I have two structures on the property that behave this way. The back cottage is fine this morning, but it's been more prone to leaks than the front house.
--I sent a Facebook message to a friend, and I cut and pasted it here. Facebook put in line breaks!
Our houses seem to take turns with water intrusion.
Some day the sea will swallow them both.