This gull has been screeching all morning,
swooping down to the garbage bins
to peck at the spoils.
Twinkle Toes.The sun’s out, I should be dancing!
Still Downtown Anacortes:
My early walk took me past supply stores and cottages and then a private parking space-cum-garden where bundles of newspapers were stacked in rows to form the ‘boxes’ for raised beds !
The gardener told me that he was into his fourth season of spinach and kale and cherry tomatoes.
Now, when I need fresh vegetables …
I have to find a supermarket.
The bear’s head in the window made me stop.
I looked up at the sign
and went in.
The shelves were brimming with boxes and a sign overhead read:
The owner saw me reading it and added,
“If we don’t have it, you probably don’t need it.”
I smiled and looked around the ceiling.
My eyes widened.
“Do you want to see out back?” he offered.
“Does it get better or worse,” I asked.
“Come!” He said and led me past the furnace
and through a door above which two signs were posted.
Too bad about the smoking.