Wednesday, September 5, 2007

L


Compared with M, L was a straight arrow. L had risen to a position of responsibility, next to the second floor, office-like-station window which was next to the door to the grain chute. That was where grain had to be carefully selected, measured and dispatched to wagons on the street below. L was the right letter to keep things running right. In truth, L had harbored suspicions about M for some years, but L was nothing if not a team player. L said little, a letter of few words when it came to M's dirty little secret.

3 comments:

JoAnn - NL "My digital eyes" :) said...

hey as usual you make me very proud (on your photography) so I LOVE your blog for that and its a joy to visit you!!!

So....


I awarded YOU/Your blog with the 'excellent photography n inspirational blog" award, go and pick it up from my blog and paste it on yours.

My congratulations !:)JoAnn

Dick said...

I saw your name on Joann's blog and I really like your photography, very good. I come back to see more.

Emery Roth II said...

Your comments, awards, and visits are much appreciated. I hope you come back often.