Sticky Little Paw

[poliphilo]

Things I picked up on my walk this morning:

Down by the lake- a grey goose feather.

A child's marble- multicoloured but mainly blue.

A spray of roses. I didn't pluck them; they had been ripped from the bush and discarded.

Once upon a time feathers were technology. Cut 'em one way to make quill pens- as used by William Shakespeare esq (and others.) Cut 'em another way to fletch arrows.

When I was a kid, I had a jam jar full of marbles. Convince me that rubies, emeralds and sapphires are any more beautiful.

I can't think of anything fresh to say about roses. Gertrude Stein summed up the current state of thinking on that topic.

What I have here- in my sticky little paw- are the materials for a History of Civilisation.

Comments

[morrison-maiden.livejournal.com]

Very nifty findings! A long time ago, those were all you would need to be content with your situation. Ah, the good old days...

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I've put the roses in water. The marble noe lives in my pocket. I don't know what to do with the feather. I would have stuck it in my cap only I had nothing to secure it with.