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Sunday, 19 April 2020
In my cynicism-recovery mode (see yesterday), I found these pots to be harbingers of hope…hope for “new life.” I keep feeling the pull of the garden centers…gotta get some basil plants, if nothing else…how can I shape that into necessary and essential?
I first saw two chairs and a tabletop, and thought…street chess gone bad. Then, I realized the chairs are both facing downhill, and thought…waiting for someone to descend the staircase? Too many loose ends, however…spool end…mossy wall…it’s up to you….