A few stepping stones from 2001...concrete mixed in a kitty litter bucket and patina painted in the Florida Sun....
Moon Pies Garden Gate....graffitied and tattooed and hinged to swing with our moods.....
A record player and the five albums from after the Hurricanes....
Greg Allman.....Donovan....Charlie Rich....Johnny Cash...and the Allman Brothers....
Two pairs of cowboy boots,
two black Love dogs, a Siamese Cat named Deja and Isadora....the queen of all Felines....
3 psychedelic Samsonite suitcases stuffed with photos.....
Cheetos....
Two pairs of converse sneakers and a pink piggy bank....
a gazing ball...
a bird bath...
Granny Laniers bed and Nana's bamboo bar.......
Some Love Letters....
Three nude mannequins tattooed....
a cell phone charger...
a frying pan,
2 pairs of levi cut-offs,
2 travel toothbrushes, a crock pot, two Margarita glasses, 6 shot glasses, and a new pack of Solo cups.....
A Tent, 7 strings of prayer flags, a cot, and two coleman coolers.....
The Spirit of the Suwanne....the St. Johns....and the waves of New Smyrna....
The Memories....of mudpies....and Moonpie....and Martini Moons...and Rumors....
The Maybes, the wannabes, the I believes.....
Our Souls....
For everything else there's yesterday....And all those other happy endings....
We're running off to tomorrow......
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How ever will I find you now to scrunch your gravel. Leave me a clue. Anon.
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