The following are pieces of thoughts that have become lodged in my teeth. Some have been chewed for a long time (at least a minimum of forty chews), whilst others are minute raspberry seeds of notions, resistant to tooth-picks and tongues.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Autumn's spectre on a Wintery pavement
Is this the work of a patriotic stencil artist or is it simply the only block in Canada to not feel the two stroke breath of a leaf blower?
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