Noticed the tag a few days later on the ground face up in a puddle. Didn't touch it. For some reason made me very happy to see it still in the world, even if it probably ended up fodder for the park keeper's leaf blower later that day.
I've seen this ONE! I remember reading it and thinking, who wants to paint this? Kind of a strange note from the park workers?
I still remember that day. I think it was a weekend, and I went to get some Shake Shack (line's short in winter). I was waiting around and called Judy and was kind of stretching my legs on the bench and saw the tag, read it, looked to see if other benches have it, and even looked around to see if anyone was watching me. I can't remember if I took a picture or not... I should've!
Moments after slipping onto the slat of the bench.
Taken in the afternoon.
Noticed the tag a few days later on the ground face up in a puddle. Didn't touch it. For some reason made me very happy to see it still in the world, even if it probably ended up fodder for the park keeper's leaf blower later that day.
ReplyDeleteI've seen this ONE! I remember reading it and thinking, who wants to paint this? Kind of a strange note from the park workers?
ReplyDeleteI still remember that day. I think it was a weekend, and I went to get some Shake Shack (line's short in winter). I was waiting around and called Judy and was kind of stretching my legs on the bench and saw the tag, read it, looked to see if other benches have it, and even looked around to see if anyone was watching me. I can't remember if I took a picture or not... I should've!