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an april cat and the february sunlight. /
memoir of a garden flamingo /
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© 2011 Gary Garbett |
Making it's way through the opening in the trees, the sunlight would drape us as we stood there. Waiting. We hoped for a change of weather along with any subtle movement or gnome activity. We waited and stood silently as another cloud parted so the sun could once again warm our backs.
standard issue /
industrial strength creativity /
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©2011 gary garbett.com |
Pop rivets, coffee, and a camera speak to me at 6:20 AM.
It was an engaging conversation.