Esta Es Para M, Wow!


       

Phone card
Phone Card

 

    I go for a walk.    

    “Stranded, on my own“…sings the singer of her song on the radio. Sunny and cheerful this morning, walking in the sleepy hollow of the day. Pick of the Litter is a sticker with stars and a WOW. Runner-up is a folded card: Esta Es Para MEXICO.     

   On the way over, witnessed the scurry of a squirrel, running beneath the undercarriage of a moving vehicle. Pleased to report both survived the intersection of travel routes, while I held my breath.     

   Last night watched Adaptation., in which the angst-ridden zen of the first part was tossed, screwed, snorted and shot up by the negative affirmative action in the second. The writers’ Kaufman self-talk is hilarious and right on the money. Alice the waitress is to die for and the Streep-Cooper Museum of Par Excellence established in an epiphytic setting and open for business. Cage is no slouch.     

   Right now I feel like I am in the film Apocalypse Now. Apostrophe Huyett. Change or else. Adapt or die.  Have you seen a ghost?   

part of the puzzle

 

part of the puzzle too

 

  On the warpath this morning: a blue jay feather and a plump Blue Jay and the hand drawn items: a peace sign, a giant feather or leaf? and the numeral 2 with a line above it.     

Apostrophe Now

 

   Under the covered bridge is the broken wing on the bird. “What are you doing?” coos an innocent in the no-fly zone. 

Can't Fly

   As I am about to give up on spotting a heron, one calls. A man lounges in an unfolded folding aluminum beach chair, watching a heron that is wading, drinking and, in turn, watching him.     

The Heron Lounge
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