
As we hurtle toward the new here we are constantly stumbling across the old. Old pictures and souvenirs. Old clothes, old magazines.
I don't find that I have much to say at the moment. We got rid of more books yesterday. We also had a brief "curbside mall" with some old gimme caps and such and a cheap rickety floor lamp. It wasn't long before the FREE sign (an old political yard sign with cardboard taped on top with a giant FREE written in black marker) was out there by itself. I retrieved it. I got a workout (a continuation of the "don't stop the thing that's working") and FFP and I went out very early for some drinks and apps. (At Fino.) I managed to sort through a few things and, given the warm day, put my sweaters away and refresh the moth balls.
I am boring. It's time to play tennis and I need some more coffee. So this is what you get today.
2 comments:
I guess I need more sleep. After clicking the link to your blog, I took a moment to grab a cup of coffee. Glancing at the screen as I returned, it looked like one of the lamps(?) in the window display was a statue of a man in a black bathing suit. It's just below FFP's shoulder on the left (FFP's right shoulder).
I've looked at this picture for years but that's the first time I saw that. I see it though but only in this smaller size.
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