Dig with fingers into the earth, hands get dirty. Some flowers have thorns. After a while the pictures form a sequence. It started last week with dumping out some old wine. It made a mess of the bathroom sink. A bar of soap marinated for a few days in a pool of wine and made a good hand wash. Maybe wine soaked soap would make a good gift to give during the winter holiday season.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
A squirrel tore open a bag of garbage on the front lawn. No sooner did Lohbado go into his apartment, after cleaning up the mess of soft carrot and banana peels on the front lawn, when a man came to cut the grass. Lohbado dreaded having to say good morning. To avoid human contact, he ran into his basement dwelling and locked the door.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
moisturological perspective, walking the fine line between falling into a hamper of wet blankets or floating into a thick cloud. He or she acts on no uncertain principles.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Lohbado wandered down the freeway service road. A strong, hot wind picked up dust from the sidewalk and flung it in his face, stinging the skin and getting in the eyes and nose. Paper and plastic tumbled along the curb and out into traffic. During the desolate hour, there weren’t too many vehicles racing around.