The conversation

Throwing snowballs, comments, shooting the breeze, nothing daring or heavy. I am listening but what you say has holes all over it, I’m not going to comment. The way you can be hypnotized by the respect, or reputation people have. Relaxed, where were they getting it from, so relaxed, too relaxed, the face practically changes, to one known to him, interesting thought Sherlock Holmes, who else can he imitate, amen. Like it or love it, so what, they have common marks on the body too, is that, another dose of see the optometrist.

He recalls the time, it was troubling. One with doubts, one who sensed there was purchase in helping those others were concerned with, playing both sides, reminded him of the accountant, amen.

Perfect Green

The ball in the middle of the green, perfect. Green, the place to be, green, its the new attitude, new for years, green. The nation, the world so many times, the family feeling, we have to deal with it, green, that other way of thinking. Green has become the recovery base; if its green, is it green, the Saint Patrick day celebration, green, the various colors, now we seek green.

This picture, the reply, that’s the rain, it’s always green. Green, having time to stay with the project. It builds up. Solomon, the various kinds of green, what, its medicinal, the green approach, learning every day, or rereading what we already know. My promise, I’ll grow a few garden bits this year, a small encouragement. A million grow a bit, you have an entire farm of it, it adds up. Jesus on the fig tree, when it puts out the green shoot’s, the arrival of spring into summer, the lesson, do we recognize the signs.

If the plant needs time, may there be someone to help it.