When your tree is dead, and all the birds come to roost, will the threat of rain turn into an open sky or will the sun continue to shine?
Pine Island was lovely today in that there are still hippies there with VW buses who can somehow still afford to live on the Gulf. My favorite was the waterfront car repair shop. Or maybe it was the people who lived next to their nursery who paid homage to Andy Goldsworthy with the sculptures on their lawn (their goats grazing by their backyard lagoon were a bonus).
Rain, rain all around, but not a drop fell in my path today.
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