"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."
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Mr. Carrot
... who came home in yesterday's CSA pile, the tops overflowing from my backpack, is here eyeing the knife with some trepidation.
... who came home in yesterday's CSA pile, the tops overflowing from my backpack, is here eyeing the knife with some trepidation.
2 comments:
Looks like that carrot hit a snarly snag on the way downtown--very West 10th Street.
Very interesting photo. Satisfyingly lovely.
FA
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