I No Longer Shovel The Snow ....

I No Longer Dig Out The Sand.

The Time Saved .... Blissfully Stroll I

Through Flea-Market Mystical Land.

Perchance .... There To Find ....

Perhaps There To Buy

Whatever Hidden Treasures

Happen To Catch My Middle Eye.

Thus, Last Saturday Did Occur ....

The Way As It Wont ....

Waving Hi .... Peeking Low ....

Found Something .... Actually Did Want.

HEAVY Wooden Carving

Fisherman ... Child ... Fish With Inlaid Eyes

Olde Chinese ... Curlecued(?) ... I Think ...

What A Wondrous Surprising Prize.

Thank You To The Miracles That Be

Thank You For This Gift For Me.

May You All Find The Same

Gratefully In His / Her Blessed Name.