Sunday, February 22, 2009

oh the imagery...

the freeing of the daisies.

..."Now he had to deal with remembering to bring his sunglasses everywhere and to water the plants his girlfriend had unceremoniously abandoned when she left him. Or was it that she left the plants when she abandoned him? He could not decide who was more helpless, him or the vegetation. He considered this. Definitely there was a sadness about the Gerber daisies residing in a pot on the front step only a few feet from the actual earth."
an excerpt by the lovely Rhea Noel Hindemits short story found on her blog.

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