here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap
and to your(in my arms flowering so new)
self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain
-e. e. cummings
Saturday, January 29, 2005
I saw this in the store window on the way home, and it made me look twice and then laugh. It's not real - it's a fox fur stole, I believe. But it sure looked like a cat curled up in a chair!
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