“i am interested in mathematics only as a creative art.”
-g. h. hardy
chela’s restaurant and taqueria, ann arbor, mi, usa – winter 2020
I’m curious why
there would be signs
‘candy’ and kids candy?’
and then the added category of
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.”
what a lovely coincidence
that on this day
as i continue on my city parks journey
and drive through a neighborhood
i am lost
i come to the intersection of
pamela and patricia
the names of
my two sisters
one still with us
one gone forever
and today –
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
the obvious selection for a springy-summery day
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
i headed over to
the hidden and understated
hard to find
where i came across this beautiful
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