More Of The Same

[poliphilo]

The graveyard had three gates. It was my job to smash them all. I did it with the butt end of an axe.

That was one of last night's dreams.

The wind continues to blow hard. The snow on the ground has turned icy and crunchy. We were going to take Dot shopping today but we've had a telephone conference and decided against it.

One of my earliest memories (c.1956) is of seeing a streak of snow in a flowerbed on a sunny morning- and thinking, "That's ridiculous, This is March. You don't get snow in March!"

Comments

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Were you trying to get in or out of the graveyard?

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I was opening it up- I suppose to the general public.

[sovay]

The graveyard had three gates. It was my job to smash them all.

That is a wonderful opening to anything.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately that's all there is to the story.

[chochiyo-sama.livejournal.com]

So, you are the one responsible for letting all the undead escape from the cemetary....tsk tsk. :P

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

My bad....