Daily Archives: November 16, 2013

And the breeze listened

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
I walk alone on one forgotten path, trodden and worn, covered in moss and the vacant husks of seeds, eaten by a passing squirrel, carried through the breeze. Where do such seeds go? Are…

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Seasonal shenanigans

Wet maple leaves plastered on pavement, their rust-colored  husks akin to bruised, overripe  banana peels, as pedestrians slip crossing the street.

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Mushroom marauding

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
I doff my cap to you, funnel-shaped fungus with corporeal curves that inspired Georgia O’Keefe and gill-like ridges tickling the air as a psychedelic paintbrush beneath my nose. What culinary delights dance underfoot in…

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