And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on

[sovay]

On the way back from the MRI, in accordance with the local observance of the hundred and twelfth birthday of Wendell Corey, I found and talked to a dry stone wall.

Comments

[a_reasonable_man]

It is a proper New England wall, with a weatherbeaten face like an old Yankee sailor. But what does one say to a wall?

[sovay]

It is a proper New England wall, with a weatherbeaten face like an old Yankee sailor. But what does one say to a wall?

I seem to talk to them in this context as if partly to the actor, like a sort of gneiss or granite receiver. They don't seem to mind.