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Tell me something good,just one good thing, just tell mesomething that will get me throughthe hours the days the weeks that bringnothing of any goodness, just morenews of other things likespoiled...

The sun in september

Surface like hammered glass

And I'm taking in, the Indian summer. And I'm soaking it up in my mind. And I'm pretending like it's paradise - Van Morrison

On their way from the US, along with others, these 'weedless' keeled bendback 7inchers will be thrown on the next set. And through the Autumn.

It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and...