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They were bought, both of them, a few years ago in a dollar store. I’ve always liked gargoyles. They gave me comfort as a little girl walking around the streets of Paris with my nanny when mom was singing. They peered down at me from the walls of the great churches with a knowing smile. I was told they kept bad spirits away from the innocent, and children were their first priority.
Every new town or city I looked for them, finding even one gargoyle made me feel instantly at ease in any city. Gargoyles were different everywhere. Some had great wings, some little bony wings and others had no wings at all. Some smiled, some had intense peering eyes…
for the rest: A Garden of Whimsy http://www.afinemes.com/wpress/2007/04/19/a-garden-of-whimsy/
In the Co-op the old boys meet. If truth be told the men are the real gossips in my part of the world. They used to come to the store at home, stand around the fire smoking and talking, reminiscing—couldn’t do much lying or blowing because they had all known each other all of their lives. (Except for Black Jack McKee who couldn’t help himself!) They talked crops, markets, politics, cattle breeding, old weddings, new weddings, soon-ought-to-be weddings, transport since before old Don bought that model A; how soon the wheat should be sown or the stage of its ripeness. The only taboo was religion—come to think of it I doubt any of those men had any. Only the women and kids went to church and when the women got together it was mostly talk of babies, sewing, new recipes or plans for the next fowl supper. Mind you those soon-to-be weddings got a look in amongst the women too. (This is for Faucon who remembers such folk) Fran
Oh Yes– when she was younger she thought, going to the hospital with pneumonia was a real treat–she did not take her knitting to the hospital and the nurse brought her tea in the night when she was crying because she wasn’t home looking after the babies and because the cool white, clean sheets felt so good and, in the hospital everyone seemed to be looking after her and she wasn’t looking after anyone at all.
a few moments in the afternoon with some of my favourite mammals
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