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Red, red shed
July 4th, 2008 · 4 Comments
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Tomorrow
we are
bones and ash,
the roots of weeds
poking through
our skulls.
Today,
simple clothes,
empty mind,
full stomach,
alive, aware,
right here,
right now.
Drunk on music,
who needs wine?
Come on,
Sweetheart,
let's go dancing
while we've still
got feet.
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4 responses so far ↓
1 elizabeth // Jul 11, 2008 at 3:46 pm
I like the color David, on your cute little shed. I think it needs a ceramic piece on the wall by the door or above it.
2 David // Jul 11, 2008 at 4:58 pm
Hi Elizabeth,


I think Lisa would agree with you. She is bringing in a lot of ceramic planters to replace my plastic buckets. Can’t understand it myself, those buckets are functional!
I can understand why she wants to change the door on that shed though — it’s falling apart and I’ve had to inject it with caulking. While I was driving her to the bus early this morning she saw a door sitting by the road side.
I went back and got it later. She’s off to learn more massage techniques and I definitely want to keep my masseuse happy.
Tangophilia is overcoming travelphobia and I’m about ready to journey east again. Some plans were in the works for La Garua this Sunday but now I’m thinking about Tango Magic and the Sunset Milonga and Salmon Bake. Will you be there?
3 elizabeth // Jul 12, 2008 at 3:17 pm
Hola, Senor David:
I will miss La Garua tomorrow 7.13.08.
But we will be at a lot of Tangomagic events, and we are taking a Wed. workshop from Tete.
See ya on the floor.
E
4 elizabeth // Jul 12, 2008 at 3:17 pm
Oh absolutly the Salmon Bake!
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