Steve found the print by Mary Lum. He didn’t so much find it as take it down from where I’d hung it on one wall in Catherine’s room, which was going to be my office but when that didn’t work he moved his office in there, and put it on another wall. Where my hanging pottery vase by Lisa Carlson had been hanging. I walked in and saw it and said, “Hey, where did you find my Mary Lum print?!”
I guess we can say that chaos still reigns, more or less. But also, most things I lose, I do eventually find.