Last weekend, I went around the county to a few different garage sales. This should translate to “Rob got A LOT of books and has even less space to store them all now” (see this post to understand the issue).
While I get ready for another weekend of sales (only a few listed for this weekend, sadly), I figured it’d be good to open up at least one of the new ones.
The following poem came to me while reading a poetry collection I grabbed at an estate sale over the weekend. It’s from two local(ish) poets, a husband and wife, and was even signed by the wife, Marjorie.
I’ve gotten a little ways into the book. Some of it’s ok, some of it better, but whether or not I was enjoying it, the simplistic style, narrative aspects, and closeness to nature reminded me of what I used to enjoy writing. So that’s what I did. I tried to focus on the small things and keep it simple.
I hope you enjoy this little scene that I often deal with when I’m down by the lake in my reading spot most summer evenings. And once I finish the poetry collection I started reading, I’ll report back here, as well.
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