The Fountain

2007_0525 may fountain

It blocks the rumble of the city with the sound of constant running water, and in keeping with my general state of whimsy the turtle and the gargoyles have gravitated toward this epicentre of my outdoor world. The small daisies I find along the park side after the grass has been cut and I just can’t bear to leave them to be pounded underfoot. Please, sit here with me awhile and enjoy the moment.

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Primary Author and Keeper of the Pages Aletta Mes, born in Amsterdam, 1954, now living in Vancouver, BC Canada I'm an opinionated old crone, but I've bloody well earned it. I still believe in the individual's opinions and energies having the possibility to change the world. Ripples from casting a stone in the water of time. Indifference is a sin, so I cannot in good conscience keep my mouth shut. Hopefully some will find it enjoyable, entertaining, or even enlightening, and I will try to hold to my personal standards of excellence and aesthetics. I welcome feedback, please use the comments section or any of the blog rating systems available on this page, it helps me to know what the reader feels and thinks about the work. For more about me check my website at www.aletta.org aletta

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