Man and Machine, a tonka

I found the last of
the leaves tucked away under
low hanging branches

too low for man’s and machine’s
reach. I kicked. I stomped. I crunched.

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Author’s Note:

Just a bit of fall silliness today.

I was at a silent retreat for two days. Both days were filled with the man and his machine sucking up leaves across the grounds of the retreat house. Silence. Right.

 

2 thoughts on “Man and Machine, a tonka

  1. I appreciate not only the words but the playful pictures as well! I look forward to seeing you this afternoon. Yay!

    A Christian is one whose door is closed to no one and whose table is open to all.. Pelagius

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