pain is the staff of life


Posted in Uncategorized by ruthanzo on April 2, 2008

March 31 at White Gardens©Campbie
Sno-well calls it snow jail. ZZ thinks we may already be in an iceage. Noé! Board & batten down the hatches. Is that Moby Dick nosing around outside the kitchen? a fluke. White caps. I woke to the cry of seagulls. Naan

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  1. lily said, on April 2, 2008 at 6:56 pm

    remind me never to go there again til there’s one inch of dried yellow grass on the lawn and pretty river stones artily raked underfoot.

  2. zz dans le meteo said, on April 2, 2008 at 7:25 pm

    Call me Ishkabibble ~The Great White Whale, The Great White Way , Potato, Tomato. Grass and pepples ~ a fond memory

  3. All That's Missing said, on April 3, 2008 at 8:22 pm

    7 Duhwarves & Puhrinze Charmante

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