So I was thinking of blogging, and realised I didn’t have
the memory card with me to prompt me to remember what happened over my holiday
vacation. There was more there than barbeque and walnuts and helping at the
church dinner, after all. Then I thought
!
100 words !
Quick and easy !
What’s in the bucket ?
Mmm, nothing that grabs me. How about bucket, itself ?
A bright shining galvanized item, or cracked plastic home
from the beach ?
Toss old rags in. A collection of odd bolts. Bird feed to
scatter. Upend it on your head.
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