on the side of the road

sometimes socks, or a shoe...one the side of the road.
You wonder where the foot went. If it's still attached to the body. You hear of people being stuffed into duffel bags after they're dead. A shoe might have fallen off. They found a four year old in Britain today, tucked under two dead people in a backseat. Who would have thought that's how her day would have turned out. Unless the dead grandmother had secrets. It goes either way. A random act of ultimate meanness. Or the road that shouldn't have been taken..

There were two purple chair on the side of the road I took today. Wicker. Worn, the way I like chairs sometime. A history in chairs, not mine, but I can sit on them and add some content.

And a purple table. For the patio. I've been wanting such things for the patio. Now they've materialized. It happens sometimes that way. The lottery that I've been wanting does not.