Molly Goatwax

At the Bus Stop

One of my fellow travelers is spitting into the grass at 30 second intervals, and on my other side a briefly clad young woman is applying an anti-perspirant.

Good clean fun

I attended an arts and music festival downtown. Tucked along the crafts booths sat a lady selling handmade and hand cut soaps. I was inspired to search for a cake resembling blue cheese. Not finding one closer than an imitation Brie, I have contacted a friend who works at a handmade soap shop and asked her to think about it. She is all over this like a cheap suit. Well yeah! Guess what I'm serving at my next show! (not)

Fleur D'Concrete

This piece of cactus the lady pulled from her sidewalk bed for me sure is happy on my parking lot.

More discomfort

White bread sticks to the roof of my mouth!

Discomfort

Insects have bitten up my face!

Domesticity

I told hubby that I wrote a poem. He said he knew that when he married me.

Looking out the bus window as we pass through Hamden

Someone put a baseball cap
on their plastic light up lawn Jesus
And set him in a lawn chair
to relax on the porch
For the summer
like any other light up plastic hippie
Clutching a team pennant
and a beer mug.

Grill-a-thon

The Preakness Race is being held today but with my car not working lately-fuel pump-it is a close to home day for me. We live close enough to the track to hear the helicopters and remind me that I wouldn't be so keen on attending, anyway. With impeccable timing, the hoity toity grocers around the corner held a festival of free samples this afternoon. I helped myself to grilled vegetables, salmon, pound cake and a heavenly walnut-fig spread on French bread bits. The marinated portebellas were terrific. Wine, beef and italian sausages were also on offer but I couldn't fit them in. 

Perv

As seen in the Towson WalMart lot.

View of the Farm

Pictured is this morning's view of the parking lot. For peppers about 20 store seedlings in the big pots to the rear and in the foreground, 70 or so of my own hatchlings awaiting transplant. We have only 4 scrabby survivors from last season and most of the kitchen herbs had to be replaced after the late winter flood.