Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Blackbird, orange socks and telling.

1. Blackbird not willing to leave his place on the fence as I pass. I look him right in the yellow-rimmed eye.

2. Small boy runs down a quiet street. Luminous orange socks.

3. No more secrets.

5 comments:

  1. Lovely and very descriptive. Number 3 in particular got me thinking/imagining which is always a good thing. :-)

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  2. "No more secrets"? Profound.

    Anyway, I stopped by to let you know I was awarding you the Inspirational Blogger Award. I'm writing the post, just now, so maybe drop by sometime tomorrow, or afterwards, to pick it up?

    Matt

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  3. Does #3 mean what one might think it means?

    -sprite

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  4. Sprite -- to quote Pinky and the Brain... "Wuh, I think so, Brain, but if we didn't have ears, we'd look like weasels."

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  5. Well, if so, congratulations!

    -sprite

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