Today I saw two times a twinbike riding through the village. Big smiles big time for the ones who can’t go cycling by themselves. They had some loud music with them as well, singing along breathlessly. The volunteer in the thrift shop was micro-vacuum cleaning around her own feet. Dust by dust makes a mountain, she will get the place clean. When we drove through Triër I saw a large man on a step and between his feet a pack of four bottles of diet coke. He was going fast and all the way he was checking the bottles’ position. The wind rustles the leaves, after all. A winged maple. I do not feel like making drawings or whatever art whatsoever. Unless one thinks that this kind of writing is artistic. We saw a whole family without teeth trying to sell their things on a market. Mother, father, grandma, several children, all without teeth. They smiled to us, big smiles, because they found our dog very cute.
Sometimes I decide to say nothing to stay clear from the bombing of wrapped up questions in sheepcoats. To keep the things savely quarded for myself. It’s a hot day, so we went for a walk in the forest. When we were walking A. saw a farm on the route, probably with angry loose dogs she thought. And our own was suddenly too old and very tired she thought. Halfway we turned around. At the end, and the beginning, the dog went for a swim. Our very old and tired dog.
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