One of the things I have missed most about blogging (it's been two years) is having a place to keep found words--things I overhear, for instance, or bits and pieces of writing--like a nest where magpies keep objects that catch their fancy.
So, it is fitting that as I locked my bike up here at Bob's coffee shop, where I had come to start a blog but was uncertain what I'd write about, I found a scrap of a grocery list by my feet, in the gutter. And such a morning list, with pleasing spelling variations:
orange ju
Basic 4 ceareal
Milk 2%
bananas
cinnimon rason bagels
So, it is fitting that as I locked my bike up here at Bob's coffee shop, where I had come to start a blog but was uncertain what I'd write about, I found a scrap of a grocery list by my feet, in the gutter. And such a morning list, with pleasing spelling variations:
orange ju
Basic 4 ceareal
Milk 2%
bananas
cinnimon rason bagels
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