Archive for ‘February, 2009

Of Dust and Ash

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I walked out the front door this morning, Ash Wednesday, to last night’s flotsam: strings of broken beads, a half eaten funnel cake just there in the middle of the street, cast off paper products everywhere, tottering in the morning breeze; an askew port-o-let down on a dead corner, that just last night was painted […] Read more »

Of Parades and Paradise

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From my front porch I can see the gaudy lights of the food kiosk on Broad street…hawking funnel cakes….jumbo corn dogs…chicken on a stick..Do people really eat that stuff, and live to tell about it? Somewhere out in the night the drum corps is marking an ancient rhythm reminding us of some urgency at hand. […] Read more »