"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Primary Colors
These flags running uphill from the lake must mean something, marking plants, maybe, each color another kind. Who cares? What joy they bring! An outdoor Mondrian boogie, all waving and flapping and slapping me happy.
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