my spring chicken and a haiku
sunday at the tearoom,
someone sneezes violently
no one blesses her
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my 'beauties' shelf:
about the blogkeeper
- Julie R
- petaluma, United States
- "What couldn't we do if we'd only begin with some of the things that get under our skin." ~anonymous
3 comments:
gesunhiet! Tearoom lady.
I love that chicken! I love how her foot and its shadow are almost touching like adam and god in the sistine chapel.
that's very interesting. so i'm wondering... is god the chicken or the shadow of the chicken?
I was beginning to imagine a story where the chicken gives life to her shadow and they go on an adventure together
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