Thursday, August 25, 2016

Get To Carving

Gloria was driving us to the rink, and we passed a wooden bird coming out of a stump.

"It seems that carving wood and putting it in your front yard is a thing up here," I said.

"It certainly is," Gloria said.

"I see a lot of wooden nature, but not much else. What about a bus bearing down on a vulnerable pedestrian, his hands raised in terror?"

I'd stop the car to check that out. No question.

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