Sunday, March 13, 2016
Lungs Loins and Local Chickens
My friends give me three dozen eggs that were hatched on my street. It is so exciting. The eggs are different colors and shapes. I fantasize about having a bunch of chickens and a Jersey cow but I realize I can't in the city. Having a dog-god is plenty. I need to be living in my beloved city walking distance from a library. I love to use my lungs and loins to get around. Not a day goes by where I don't get inspiration from walking downtown. I am living my dream: to be in a Brueghel painting without the codpieces.
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