Thursday, April 14, 2016


There were times on acid when the soughing of trees told me of things never imagined. Over the decades I've come to enjoy the near-silent whispers of the grasses. But as the sun moves northward and higher in the sky, I sometimes wish there were one or two about.

Although it was a bit early, I thought to brandish the martini shaker. The cup is about a 6-ouncer, by Homer Laughlin the makers of Fiestaware (closeup here -- scroll to end).

With some adjustments it might double as a water collector.

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