‘courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear, not absence of fear.’
-mark twain
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I’m curious why
there would be signs
distinguishing between
‘candy’ and kids candy?’
and then the added category of
‘candy bars.’
what if the sign just read ‘candy’ ?
I’ve never considered candy to be age-specific.
are toxic extreme sour patch garbage pail warheads
the gateway into a peppermint patty?
seems like it should be the other way around.
what’s the cutoff age to qualify to eat adult candy?
is it humiliating if you’re an adult and are seen eating the kid’s candy?
is it open season to eat the bars and all ages are welcome?
do you have to get someone to buy for you
if you don’t look the proper age?
do they see it as marketing to 3 different groups
each needing their own candy sign
all in one aisle?
who sorts them and decides which is suited for which?
I like to live on the edge and went with the rollos.
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“taste the rainbow.”
―
sunday in october
the farmer, in the pride of sea-worn acres,
showed me his honey mill, the honey-gate.
late afternoon was busy on the land,
the sun was a warm gauzy providence.
–
the honey mill, the honey-gate. and then,
near by, the bees. they came in from the fields,
the sun behind them, from the fields and trees,
like soft banners, waving from the sea.
–
he told me of their thousands, their ways,
of pounds of honey in the homely apiaries.
the stores were almost full, in autumn air,
against the coming chill, and the long cold.
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he was about ready to rob them now,
the combs. he’d leave them just enough to keep them.
I thought it a rather subtle point point he made,
wishing providence would be as sure of us.
-richard eberhart
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