wow! so we were getting a ride from a nice person in her large family van, when I spied with my little eye a lovely bale of hay sticking up out of a trash can next to a park, I had her pull over, I ran walked back quickly and with dermination lifted the golden parcel up and out, I was very happy in spite of the plastic cords cutting into the pads of my fingers, I had read that straw was a good mulch for the garden, very hard to find in the city, not to mention hard to transport without wheels, will save in a dry place for next summer, will be nice to save on the chore of watering our little patch in the comunity garden
stories without a point, pointed sticks, jokes without punchlines, sputtering angry outbursts, ephemeral whatnots, wispy thoughts, sad regrets, dreams of spring, nostalgia for childhood lost, nosy neighbors, noisy neighbors, what the neighbors left behind when they moved, whiskers on kittens, stuff that was stolen, art that was found, misty water colored memories of the way things were, raindrops on eyelashes, foreign body lodged in lower eyelid, cluttered bookshelves, cabinet of curiosities
Sunday, November 6, 2011
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