Wednesday, September 9, 2009

The last of summer accoutrements

A long, yellow surf board ran along the center of the train car, reminding me of how much I'd rather be at the beach; book in hand, drink readily available, sun for the soaking. It's fall. Time to switch mind sets. I should be thinking cashmere and apple cider, but all I want is more time in the water. 

My clock must be slow. 

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