Sunday, April 28, 2024

my two plastic friends

 We have two plastic owls on our back deck.

I've named them Oliver and Olivia. "Olli" is short for Oliver.

I talk to them when I'm alone on the deck.

Don't tell Bern--she's be thinking about putting me in 'the home'.

Olli has a moveable head and I have to straighten it up from time to time.

Olivia used to have wings and live on a pole in our back yard. When the wings fell off I put her through a hole in a round table and she's happy there.

Olli sits on the banister in a flower pot.

We have very valuable conversations....


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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.