On Wednesday morning, I went for a short bimble before going to work. First I went to the bank. Some idiot always disposes of his crap tin cans at the same place. Since there´s a fee on them, and this wood can do with being cleaner, I collect them. 2,00€ for nothing...
Now this is weird. Blackberry blossom in late summer...
On my way I came across this gang of apples (Apples! They are everywhere! Plain parasites if you ask me!*g) bullying a lonely pear. Pear pressure, so to say, and I could not stand pear groups out of apples bullying pears, for this is plain absurd. So I took them away from the poor pear, and ate them all. After eating the apples, I thought I´d spare the pear and let it run free. Turns out I am an inconsequent bastard*g, so I ate that, too. First I thought about barbecuing it, but I had no Pear Grills whatsoever*g, so I ate it raw instead, They all were delicious...Does anyone know where to get a pear grill?*g
I simply love those colours...
The hills of home so far and distant,
My heart does yearn for a time gone by;
When songs of green my heart´s wound soothed,
And there were no questions why...
Okay, inspiration over and out...*g I sincerely hope my other readers are not put off by me having these fits of poetry, but that´s how it is, and in this case I would not care a damn.*g My inspiration has a good cause, and that changed my life and saved me from a darkness ever so deep. Now singing seems more natural than speaking, to be true. And no question why. Just a simple smile...:-)
Beauty. It accompagnied me into the evening and through an arduous task at work.
