Life Was A Storm To Wander Through.

The Other Week I Wrote A Piece On A Photograph I Got At A Flea Market, And I Got About 70 Hits. I Think A Lot Of People Must Be Interested In Flea Markets.

I Have Fallen In Love With American Names, The Sharp Names That Never Get Fat, The Snakeskin-titles Of Mining-claims, The Plumed War-bonnet Of Medicine Hat, Tucson And Deadwood And Lost Mule Flat.

Occasionally I Encounter People Getting Into Their Cars Who Will Say, "oh, You Haven't Been Walking Lately" - Like I'm A Symbol Of The Ancient Art Of Walking!

Oh, Georgia Booze Is Mighty Fine Booze, The Best Yuh Ever Poured Yuh, But It Eats The Soles Right Offen Yore Shoes, For Hell's Broke Loose In Georgia.

I Admire The Attention Other Writers Can Give To The World We're Walking In.