I’m cleaning out a drawer that had held an odd collection of pieces of paper with writing on them. Most of them I am tearing up into little pieces to feed the worms (who last night arrived alive, though dehydrated and groggy and are now set up as directed).
I was meeting a friend near Dupont for dinner. It was positively balmy, and I caught the space between showers, so I walked the 25 blocks from the office. It is rather wonderful, to be able to stroll past the White House when I am out for a walk between work and dinner. Even as…
Only five bunches of Grapes. Who will eat them? Me? Or Will it be the birds?
I could have focused on the mud and the litter in the park, and it is important to see all to try and make things better. It would be a shame, though, to have a day pass not noticing the beauty. Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.