November 21, 2007

The story of db clay

Frosted Leaves Mean Winter/HOLIDAY Near.

Frosted Leaves
Me drove home from work last night and met a friend for drinks, Downtowned Portland. I ended leaving my car parked (for several reasons) and I walked the 20 minutes home. This morning I got up at 6am and walked across the cold city to retrieve my once abandoned car. Ol’ “silver eyes” (my dented Subaru) was in good shape, but she did have a bit of frost on her. Amazingly enough, me noticed the same frost on a plant I found ripped out of the ground… while on my morning walk. I didn’t rip it out, someone before me did I swear. Speaking of cold walks, winter, holidays, ripped out plants, etc. how about a warm wallet to join you:

Buy the best gift for him and gift for her here.

Garett Croft Stenson



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