busy-ness today. Slept late, watched the Hoosiers win their game, slogged. Husbandman and I walked quickly through our little campus art museum. I saw a photo collage of a woman with a bee in her ear. This piece was from a set of pieces that connect in some way to the poetry of Sylvia Plath. I've spent the evening reading about Plath and Ted Hughes and Assia Wevill. What a wild story.
Soon I have to face the music and get back to some work I want to do.