Tag Archives: signs

fun is just a bite away.

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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.

 

“taste the rainbow.”
John Bowen

don’t forget.

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what a lovely coincidence

that on this day

as i continue on my city parks journey

and drive through a neighborhood

i am lost

until

i come to the intersection of

pamela and patricia

the names of

my two sisters

one still with us

 one gone forever

and today –

her birthday

i look ahead to find

they’ve led me

to the beautiful park right in front of me.

“don’t forget to leave your handprints on the ones you love

and your footprints around the neighborhood.”
― lisa c. miller

dog.

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tell me about your picture.

it’s my dog. 

he has

4 legs

and

a tail

and

some spots

and 

a face.

and where is the rest of him?

right there.

he’s white.

don’t you see him?

yes, i do now.


“in complex trains of thought signs are indispensable.”

-george henry lewes

deer crossing.

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IMG_0713it began with the random choice of my reindeer shirt

the obvious selection for a springy-summery day

IMG_0708 i wore it on a visit to my daughter

as we sat in her yard

i saw something

out of the corner of my eye

 i looked over

to see this guy standing there

looking at me

he must have seen me

out of the corner of his eye

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 i headed over to

the hidden and understated

hard to find

artisan oasis

known as

motawi tiles

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where i came across this beautiful

handcrafted tile

and i knew

this was the one i was meant to own

all signs pointed me clearly in this direction.


“signs may be but the sympathies of nature with man.”
― charlotte brontë, jane eyre