May. 18th, 2005 03:24 pm
The pieces are more than the whole
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The image that will stick with me from the crazy cavalcade of my dreams last night: Delicate, wiry stems of dried grass pressed up large window panes. They were the width and colour of strands of saffron. And it was snowing and the large flakes were falling gently between them. Now there's something I'll never see in waking life!
Never say never, but the snows of winter are safely behind us now. Lilacs are in full bloom. Yesterday, on my way back to the el, I found a couple of fresh lilac branches perched in a pile of discarded cardboard boxes next to an alleyway. Their cut ends had been swaddled in damp paper towels and covered with a plastic supermarket vegetable bag. What was their intended destination? Why didn't they reach it? I was so charmed, I took them home to
monshu who awoke to their delicate perfume this morning. Score! (And I did; candy may be dandy, but flowers have superpowers!)
Latest inexplicable act: An attractive young woman in a gray power suit carrying a canary yellow angle broom into the library this morning.
Never say never, but the snows of winter are safely behind us now. Lilacs are in full bloom. Yesterday, on my way back to the el, I found a couple of fresh lilac branches perched in a pile of discarded cardboard boxes next to an alleyway. Their cut ends had been swaddled in damp paper towels and covered with a plastic supermarket vegetable bag. What was their intended destination? Why didn't they reach it? I was so charmed, I took them home to
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Latest inexplicable act: An attractive young woman in a gray power suit carrying a canary yellow angle broom into the library this morning.