plucked a book
off the shelf at the
and headed for the
lakeshore, what at high
noon might be in the shadow of the bridge
but at that time of day was sun sun sunny.
Read a little bit but hunger distracted. When
it's a wonder I keep myself fed.
I'm surprised my body requests more than
one meal a day. I'm down to two, more or less,
with a bit of grazing and lots of water thrown in.
But in this case I was getting light-headed so
I scooped a heat lamp sandwich at the PCC,
outside of which I saw this rig--and not for the
first time. I walked past but doubled back and
asked if I could take a picture. It's not every day
one sees four
18-gallon tubs toting weeks' worth
of groceries behind a bicycle... But it should be!
"Do you want me in the picture?" he asked.
"You're the one who makes it happen!"
Asked his name and we shook hands.
I hope to see Sean out there again.