the wanderers in these good friday streets are characters from the books i have yet to read. a hundred-and-one (one in-a-hundred) woman clicks her spaniel down sidewalks in matching blue fleece. near the library, a man in beaver fur wears his beard like a scarf. so dress up in your sunday best and carry paper armfuls of lilies home with you when you go! the scarlet beaks of tulips are pretending they'll be birds of paradise.
let's breakfast for lunch and coffee for tea. sit long; talk much.
2 comments:
Ooo, how exciting a photo of ME on YOUR blog for a change! I enjoy the attention. =)
My lady, so you finally did it, now I have to start watching out, making sure that you never become as good as me. Muahahaha!
No, congratulations, I can't wait to see what comes out of that little machine of yours.
I am going to write a letter to you now.
Let us check our summer plans and see when I can come. Are you staying in Halifax for sure?
Love,
Andreita
your blog is the only thing that saves me from my facebook withdrawl. thank god.
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