A Flügelbügel And A Late Summer Cricket
I found a Flügelbügel (a winged coat-hanger, not rhyming
) Graffiti in my neighbourhood! I don’t know why but it made me smile. So senseless except for the rhyme. Sometimes it’s nothing more than a rhyme that gives meaning to some tiny something.
And then tonight there’s on of the last summer crickets sitting in my tree in front of my window singing loudly, no of course not singing, just rubbing his legs to attract a late cricket lady.
One of the last summer days, me, late rhyming girl with a lately harvested red summer wine in my hand. Cheers!
Here’s the cricket boy >>> dagiescrickets.mp3