boats, an article, and a haiku

It's such a pretty morning here - cold for fall (enough to wear sweaters, which is shocking for our part of California this time of year) and overcast. The baby is asleep, the three year old is at school, and I am going to paint. But first, let me share with you a haiku my husband composed the other night before falling asleep about our day:

Today he blew-dry

her urine-soaked ballet dress

with a hair dryer

Awesome.

Also great (perhaps, dare I say, even more profound than that?) is this David Brooks article - food for thought.