skip sunday

It’s warm enough to open the windows. There is so much to hear. An ice cream truck has taken up residence at the end of our block and throughout the day the constant jingle comes in and out of my consciousness. Guys working on a car, dropping tools on the sidewalk. A couple fighting. Sirens. A helicopter. A girl yelling, “Come jump with us!”

2 Responses to “skip sunday”

  1. Ellen Says:

    a nice contrast, and everyone in sunday’s best…

  2. Anna Says:

    Love this lively picture!

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