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

[thistleingrey]

Pretty moss! (I realize it's undoing the stone, but it's slow enough that I don't mind; YMMV.)

[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]

Pretty moss! (I realize it's undoing the stone, but it's slow enough that I don't mind; YMMV.)

I like it: it's part of time.

[nineweaving]

That is a fine wall. I've known several of its cousins.

Nine

[theseatheseatheopensea]

Excellent! <3 I'll attempt a rewatch of one of his movies to join in the celebration!

[choco_frosh]

I am glad you survived your day! and I hope the MRI actually provides some usable information.

[julian]

I appreciate you. And the 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.

[sovay]

That is a fine wall. I've known several of its cousins.

I am sure they say hello, and cohere.

[sovay]

Excellent! <3 I'll attempt a rewatch of one of his movies to join in the celebration!

I see everything right with this plan!

[sovay]

I am glad you survived your day! and I hope the MRI actually provides some usable information.

Thank you! I should find out after the weekend.

[sovay]

I appreciate you. And the wall.

*hugs*

Keep on with your continued existence, please.

[cmcmck]

This is hedgerow country so I have to go north to talk to drystone walls.