Five, six …

 … pick up sticks.  Watermelon Jolly-Ranchers.  Gray sand in my flip-flops.  Cows with drool flying in the wind.  Rain in torrents.  Bright morning skies.  Cousins.  Spanish moss in pines and oaks and camphor trees.  Ceiling fans.  Long, straight roads.

3 thoughts on “Five, six …

  1. betweenbluerocks says:

    I was thinking “The glebe cow drooled,” Derrick.

    It might be fun, Lanj, to be a little pet me …

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