A conversation.

By Parson Thru

Mon, 17 Feb 2014

6 comments

Down in the loam, nothing stirs but the moist squeeze of the occasional worm. And this is where our bones rest.

Permalink Submitted by blackjack-davey on Mon, 2014-02-17 23:36

I second that

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Mon, 2014-02-17 23:46

Hey BJD! Make that 3

Make hay while the sun shines.

Parson Thru

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Tue, 2014-02-18 08:30

Deep and meaningful, PT...only it's kind of put me off my Cheerios

Tina

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Tue, 2014-02-18 18:21

Deep alright. Hope your appetite has been restored, Tina.

Parson Thru

Permalink Submitted by Bee on Tue, 2014-02-18 12:56

Well that's a very cheerful thought. Sort of revoltingly descriptive, fascinating and true, all at the same time. Love it!

Bee

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Tue, 2014-02-18 18:24

Hi Bee. Stems from a conversation with Vera Clark in York.

Parson Thru