Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Mirror, mirror on the wall
There it was, leaning up against the tiny white cottage. An large, ornate mirror, for which there was no room. The young woman had emptied her U-Haul and furniture, some of it quite fine, spilled over into the street. Overseeing the lot was a supersized plush bear. The YW and I chatted, briefly, and I continued my walk. I've no idea what has become of the wonderful left-overs from this particular long-distance move.