Saturday November 8th 2014Tim
will of course continue. There is no rest for the writer
of pulp. He might wonder a moment, dream of the warmer
weather, cast a sly glance in the direction of Compost
Piles, wonder what might have happened to his shovel.
Then back to Instagram, which I am told is a fast,
beautiful way to share life's more fulfilling moments
with others. And I too regard those sort of random,
subjective appraisals with a deep, abiding suspicion.
has it's ups and downs. Perhaps if I was more interested in
garden furniture, or Cactus I might find Pin Boards that
rock the boat, send shivers through my being. And too, one
quickly discovers the odd, unavoidable derogatory remark is
not in the least conducive to any sort of fulfilling,
wholesome relationships between Pin Boards. A bit of good
advise to those in this same field, the tenth Plantagenet
King's relationship with the Forget-Me-not is of no interest
to anyone. So avoid it if you can.