"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Thursday, April 24, 2008
This used to a be a suitcase. Now it's all covered in flowers. (Cue Talking Heads). Found two of these recycled suitcases on the corner of Baltic & Clinton yesterday.