A truck

It is not a duck, it is a truck road crossing. There goes another one and another ... But where is a mother truck? Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 9/2013

Going groceries shopping

I already took a shower and I am dressed to go out. Shopping bags are prepared on one chair, so I will not forget them. Write a check for the bank. Put my usual shopping bag on the second chair. Let a cat out. Prepare going out letters in the mail-box for a postman to pick them up. Lock the door and hang the chain. Put on the railing a winter coat. It is Spring time and I will not need it (I hope) till next Fall. I'll take it upstairs, when I'll get back. Let the cat in. Clean and take the right glasses. Put shoes on. No, the cat, you can not go out now. Forget a grocery list waiting on the kitchen table. Turn off the lights. Lock the door behind me. Do I have everything? Usually I forget one thing, or two – which is good. I forgot to sign the check and only three things from the grocery list lying on the table. Copyright © Marie Neumann 4/14/2014

Aloe

The aloe plant was knocked down from the table for a third time. Twice by the careless cook who tried to get into the fridge in the hurry, and once by the greedy cat who nibbled on two juicy leaves. The cook didn't wait for warmer weather. She dug a hole and put the plant into the soil. It is early April and the aloe leaves are shivering in the cold weather. Daffodils are nodding their heads sympathetically in the wind. "Try to survive till' tomorrow. It will be nice warm day. You didn't come directly from the South, did you? You know little bit about our weather, don't you?" "I grew up in the green house. I don't know anything about Winter." "Winter is gone. We bloom in Spring.. Look at the robin checking flower beds for worms. You are a strong plant. You can survive. At least here you will not get eaten by the cat with a belly ache. He tasted our leaves, too. Survive." The aloe stopped shivering behind the rock, which protected it from the draft blowing down the alley. The roots were tapping the soil. Not bad. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 4/2013

Clogs

Don't wear hooves, I mean sensible orthopedic shoes, when you go dancing. Get clogs, so you can clog to the left, to the right and in the line. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2/13

Sleepy Pippin

An orange cat sleeps about twenty hours a day. During night he sleeps on the pillow on the top of the trunk in the bedroom by the bay window. Breakfast, lunch and supper Pippin eats with us. It's supper when he gets from time to time little piece of our food. In the morning he watches the birds out of the bathroom window. He has his office hours. After the bird watching he sleeps in my room, or on the cushioned chair in Ben's office. On the evening, when a radiator is on, he sleeps with his paws under the radiator. He takes care of his arthritis. The cat sleeps on the top of the bed, sofa, in my corner of the sofa, dining chairs. Well he sleeps everywhere. When he is awakened by loud noise, like sneezing, he bites human toes. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2/13/2013

Wicker basket 2

talking marriage, and how they are Going to hang new wicker basket over the sink. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 1/13

The destroyed wicker basket (Czech nursery song theme)

Little Joe, why did you crushed Annie’s wicker basket under your feet? Little Joe, why did you trotted over Annie’s basket? You'll have to pay for it now. I am not going to pay for it, I rather join military service. Don't join military, your parents will be sad. I am still going to do it in spite of my parents. Little Joe is in the Army now, Annie’s wicker basket is destroyed and Annie is taking weaving classes to make new one and in the evenings is writing long letters to Joe. They are even

Potholes

One big pothole says to another pothole: Lets multiply! and soon enough the road is full of potholes and little potholes grow and say to another potholes: lets multiply ... And it is how big road repairs began. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 4/3/2014