The Fisher King is here, but he is not the only one
Spun out heart-racingly on the giant swing at the midway on Saturday, with the rides and their trailers wheeling beneath us and the hills at the horizon just starting to touch yellow with autumn, I thought, "This is love in a Bradbury season."
Rabbit, rabbit.
Rabbit, rabbit.

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Just stay away from carousels and fortune telling booths. ;)
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I've much to catch up on here on LJ ... hope you are well. Hope to read some of your work again soon (too much drudgery filling my brain).