Archives for 2017

Defending the leaves of lettuce. Disguising the apples.

Distant memories of appetites unrequited led to the insurance of big things with small means.

If the thing fit the first thing, the second was likely to be just right.

Fries with that, and don’t fix the photocopier.

The messenger wrote the song.

Challenges? They threw down the glove and then walked away.

Was it an idle threat?

There was a chance they would become idle.

Driven by the fury of water droplets and powered by the sweetness of syrupy desire, this romance was real.

A bit theatrical?

On Broadway.

Your name in lights.

Sending postcards was a hobby, a way of keeping romance, relationships and real friendships alive.

Some people collected those cards and they are often found lining the trays of those stalls selling old books by the side of Europe’s rivers in major cities.

DVD’s are available everywhere, old ones. Old prized collections cleared out to make space for something more useful. And DVD’s were only around for a decade or two.

It would be strange if every new delivery method for music, movies and books had shorter lifespans than the one before. Eventually, things would last for a few days, or even less.

Time flies.

In shaping the pear, they put down tools and used their minds.

Two were in favor, one against.

Reptilian responses rendered results rather riskily.

Happy and true.

There is always time to avoid the zoo.

A scent of jasmine charmed the appetite.

Disappearing into the forest in a flash.

They hid behind sunglasses, curtains or blinds.

Nobody minded what they did, they could all see through the veils of privacy.

All kindness and good grace.

Donuts at dawn.