Sunday, July 10, 2011

on the patio over the sea

With my heel slung across the opposite knee, the skin and un-muscle of my calf hang like a slack hammock filled loosely with sand. How, with all the stairs there are to climb in life, can it droop so resolutely? Well, I say, you are lucky it is stuffed with sand. Imagine if it were filled with plums or nickels - and you in your brown bathing suit. Then there would be something to moan about.


Anonymous said...

Love this "comment" Sarah. You are something else!


Anonymous said...

Should have added that I have the same problem with
my arms which flap like fleshy flags whenever I raise them.


SarahJane said...

Hi Johanna -
We are doing a 7 in 7 starting the 18th. Consider yourself warmly invited!

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