Cox Arboretum, Dayton, Ohio, August
While the knives seek the pumpkins
the fish glides along.
Who will tell the zinnias
it's long past Labor Day?
A fun thing: last week, a verse I wrote was selected for Pilgrims' Stride, and today the verse to follow it was picked. The most fun part seeing the sixty-some directions people pursued...
A frustrating thing: local businesses failing to return phone calls.
Today's work will include: mixing ink and cutting paper.
Today's cooking will include: Greek cinnamon chicken. Maybe. The recipe looked like just the thing when I was reading it in bed last night, but we have neither bay leaves nor dry white wine in the house, nor (uncharacteristically) onions (not counting the scant quarter-cup in my freezer). Hmmm.