Saturday, June 26, 2010
Busted and ratted out
130 people at the house a few weeks ago for the annual big doo, and just about the only thing broken was my blue glass garden ball. Broken on purpose by one of the kids at the party, who was immediately ratted out by other kids. And, Lori, he broke it on purpose! Been meaning since then to photograph it, I don't know why, but now I have and now I can say goodbye to it.
Labels:
cellar archeology,
navel-gazing
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