10.28.2008

last rose of summer


Yesterday a back porch, gin-and-tonic, surfin', puttin'-the-lawn mower-to-bed-for-the-season kind of day. Today, the wind and rain are trying to obliterate all memory of summer.

1 comment :

otra rubia said...

I just learned a joke:

Q: What does a writer say after sex?

A: Was it as good for me as it was for you?