Kathe and I saw someone on our porch the other day. We were pleased, because although the "front porch book sale" has never been a hot performer, it's been extrememly inactive lately.
The person turned out to have lived in Corvallis years ago, to have passed our house often though she'd never met the people who lived there. This is fairly common, actually -- in fact, when Kathe's daughter Becca first invited me over, one of the first things I said was, "Oh, you live here!"
In fact, this person had once spent a rainy homeless night dozing under our cedar tree where it overhung the sidewalk.
She'd gotten into town the night before and been obliged to walk the streets all night.
Naturally, we offered to let her sleep here.
It's good to have someone else in the house, even for a little while. This place is obviously made for more than just two people.
//The Magic Eight-Ball Says, "When opportunity knocks, invite it in."\\
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