rose

There is a garden near me growing roses in jars. So, on my walk home I had a nice little daydream about Saint-Exupery."Ce n'est pas important la guerre des moutons et des fleurs?"
Posted by MGG @ 11:39 PM
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shadows
Posted by MGG @ 10:39 AM
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boxes
My life has become boxes. Again. Moving is one of life's great traumas, along with long distance air travel and being born. Funny how I've slated two of these for the upcoming months. I'm finalizing plans for both in the next few days.
(My new room has its own balcony, a bay window, and a backyard with irises. Then in a few weeks, Nadine's going to meet me at the airport, and later, we're going to drive to Scotland for a few days.)
Posted by MGG @ 10:50 AM
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window
Posted by MGG @ 11:33 PM
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beach
Posted by MGG @ 10:24 AM
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coworker
Coworker. Generally, fairly agreeable, although not such a conversational lunch companion. Unusually grumpy, for unknown reason.
Posted by MGG @ 12:11 AM
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