Spent some time yesterday blowing more bubbles in town - I think this could be a regular Sunday pastime!
I had some food colouring with me too, but there were too many people around, so I bottled out of colouring the puddles. Soon - there's rarely a puddle shortage in Manchester.
A poem came into my head at the weekend, which I've shared on BookCrossing.
These trees
Naked against a grey sky.
'How desolate', you say?
Look closer:
Each branchlet swells
Budding
Pregnant with Spring.
I had some food colouring with me too, but there were too many people around, so I bottled out of colouring the puddles. Soon - there's rarely a puddle shortage in Manchester.
A poem came into my head at the weekend, which I've shared on BookCrossing.
These trees
Naked against a grey sky.
'How desolate', you say?
Look closer:
Each branchlet swells
Budding
Pregnant with Spring.
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creative
Comments
Congratulations on your second outing of bubble blowing, hopeful, that's it, the poem made me feel hopeful, your well on your way to becoming a mystery of Manchester, like the 'Market Street Mincer' and the 'Hare Man of St Peters Square' you will be known as the 'Bubble Blower in Purple' I love it, and all those people's lives which you have brightened, fantastic. Can't wait to see the colored puddles though, you really are a special person Kairon. Huge walloping kisses and hugs.